Wednesday, January 20, 2010

L'idee que

To seem is to be,
In this world we’re all so eager to flee.
I feel the luck with which I’m graced
That I is more powerful than me.

Yet for the grace that I am blessed
So must I suffer scorn of all the rest.
Misunderstanding is rife,
And alienation hard to fight.

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