mademoiselle
mademoiselle, i ask of youto whom do you see?
you walk around all day long
spouting visions wildly.
speak of nothing if you will
dare no secrets shall pass your tongue
for if they hear it in their ears
clearly no understanding will come.
mystery forsaken.
truth speaks loud.
no noise can we hear.
only our own voices.
wings shall be given to us, only if and when.
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