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| Krystaline Palace Give me wings to fly with, give me wings to soar, away from this mediocre timeline, unto the sunlitt shore. Give me the will to travel And blithely will I roam From heaven down to Knottsville, And never leave my home. I took a walk one moonlit day, and sailed along the path To oblivion and reminisced The days that long hath blundered from my memories such worn delights hath drifted unto darkened coast and on beyond the rolling sea to settle with a host of gathered dreams and wishes ans broken hopes galore. The seeming joy of loneliness had grown to be no more. I tell a tale of concerned woe to the empty ear Who only nods in falsehood, and only feigns to hear. Had I but a hammer, I would not but hesitate to shatter all the fraudulent transparency of my "lovely" Krystal Palace. |