Forgive Me If You Please

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Drone on Mr. Speaker

Dance your practiced dance

I’m captive to your schtick

By direct deposits from above

Your asphyxiation painless

‘Till I catch a daydream

Painting my self-will to live

Really live and feel the blue

Rolling in the canyon grass

Resting on the ravens’ wind

Climbing top the peaks to gaze

Upon the moon and through our haze

The blood red Sun

Forgive me Mr. Speaker

I beg for your reprieve

See now I’m back

I just stepped away to breathe.

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