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What freedom was--

A shared song
A field of red daisies
A reason to dance naked

Blood running down my thighs
The drumbeat getting louder:
We have all the time in the world.

This is what I saw--

A spinning wheel of dreams,
there beneath your feet.
.....................

only the lonely can play.
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