Monday, June 23, 2008

Naïve Melody, cont'd iii

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To the child who asks for syrup on her pancakes when there is none I say: Pretend.

To the child who asks for syrup on her pancakes when there is none I say: Imaginary.

It's nothing, she says.

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O these people and their cute little...children.


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Belief and disillusion--just like that.

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