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Far From Rainbows, and Ruby Red Slippers

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I am from glistening red ruby slippers,
From green witches and yellow-brick roads.
I am from a hidden curtain of song and music.
The rainbow colored audience, listening while being entertained,
An escape...
I am from broken hearts
From the broken Gumm family pact,
Which runs within my veins,
My heart broken by wizards not once but five times.


I’m from tornadoes and flying houses,
From Auntie Em and Uncle Henry.
I’m from the “eat this,”
And “eat that! And only that!”
From Pop this pill! And swallow that!
I’m from Oz the Great and powerful,
Hoping he can help me,
And protect me.
Always searching for the flying broomstick he said that would bring me home.


Lions, tigers, and bears oh my!
The world is spinning like a house trapped in a tornado,
An audience that is now black and white, and distracted.
I am alone and frightened.
“There’s no place like home.” they always say.
I am from bolts and jolts--
That’s when my life melted as quick as witches melt with water
just before my very eyes--
“Toto we’re not in Kansas anymore.”




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