May 18, 2009
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Am I mist in the black curtain of sky
Can you not see me as I pass by
Tiny ice crystals in your face
Does nature feel me a disgrace
Can words make me feel wanted
Is my mouth the thing that's haunted
Even if I one day suddenly grow wings
Would you be distracted by other things
The mist shapes a hand and moves before
your very eyes
I'm real, I'm here, I'm no lie
Please let me feel wanted
Please be sensible
Don't make me feel invisible

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