poem
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an unguent sweetness, please
oh lord
aroma, perfumes, light
i need me some light to guide me
to a land of clouds where i can lay my dear head on
oh lord
you hit me (you hit me)
at the ah
the ah
demonstration
there were men, women, and children
each with banners proclaiming
some right or another right
there was a grocery store next to a car wash
there was a traffic light
i was there
i was just there being myself
wondering if i had a right
not to exist
but to change
it would be the very thing i liked about you
the thing i most wanted
and always talked about