Distortion and IridescenceDistortion & IridescenceThe minions of societyThey traipse through life,While me, I am freeFlying like a kite.The possibilities are endlessFor those who can see.But for the shallow mindedThey can never be free.Their shallow endeavours,Their minds so weak.They create facadesOf what they wish others to seeThe parochial mirrors Reflect the accepted.Until they shatter,The pieces rememberA life without doubt,With courage and love.A world of dreams Takes flight as a dove.Like rainbows and crayonsI colour my life.I can dance with myselfAll through the night.Interrupting the flowOf the river of mill
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