Pity we
Those of us
Who are
Enslaved
Undone
Lost
To the figures of
Beauty
Pity us
Shake your heads
In all your wisdom
But in those
Shining moments
When we touch
The figures of light
Heaven is unleashed
Such shining moments are
Equal
To a lifetime of
Despair
Pity we the lost
Pity us
The fools
Shake your head
And smile that
You are not
Considered
Among us
By Daniel Smallegange
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