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| painting by artist Timber Wolf |
They
stand over you
Around
you
Rise
above and look down to you
And
look you see
What
is great
Master
of fate
Do
it too late
This
is me
And
isn't it lonely time
When
no one respects your mind
People
think you live in sin
For
people want you to be just like them
~ poem by Rebecca Selsor, 1969
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| sketch by artist Lloyd Sevigny |
