Goodbye.
I thought that perhaps I could find a place here. But we are not Of the same race. We are not Of the same planet, You and I. Perhaps another day On another world In another sphere of existence. I don't know if even then. I was sad, you know. I thought again That I might be the thing you wanted. But I am afraid That I am not. Do you ever wonder What it is you're missing There behind the glass. Don't you ever long For the thing That you might be If you believed In something more Than the tinsel. It's cheap you know, Dollar store rubbish. New today, Trash tomorrow. But oh how it glitters, Promising freedom That never comes. I'm afraid That the world you love Will have to stop turning Before you'll consider. And it will. Give it time. And then perhaps. Then perhaps.
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