day/poem 27

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-- but i'm a princess --

you can't always get what you want
the stones knew it, and my mum too
and so now i pass it down, tell it her
keep her wings trimmed so when she flies
as i also teach her to
she doesn't sail too close to where pride
becomes fall


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