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I am an ignorant prophet
leaving decisions to fate
I gamble with each gust of wind
then watch all my dreams float away
I am a defective nomad
can never outrun my own race
I wait for the gun's explosion
and leave clouds of dust in my wake
I am a desperate gypsy
just a carnival freak on parade
I slip through the cracks of my past
to paint pleasant screens over decay
copyright 2003
Elizabeth
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