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Riding in on it's swooping steed Haste-full overnight Wearing a different mask So i may not recognize Invisible till its felt It can not face me Just as I can not face it Yet we are old friends Familiar to pain I fear we have reached a point in time Where I must pull of her mask I know change must be a woman For she is unstable Unpredictable just as are the pieces of myself The pieces that fall our of my heart The pieces that can never be recovered Perhaps Change and I We should sit by the water Feed the ducks together If she insists on wearing a mask We could make one together Rainbows and Glitter Something I could see coming Just let me see you coming Change
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