Her song pressed out what was good,

speaking about night and alone

And how to make the giants go away.

Her anger was mild and her forgiveness

peppered with flavor from street

Lights and city traffic, yet she exhibited a

cruel disturbance, like chaos by the numbers;

a painting of sadness.  She warned that

dust waits for no one and the vulnerable

eat cautiously, while the key to success is

to envision the end.


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