I dream in rhymes
And speak in gibberish
The words come
In floods of memories
Nothing has changed
While all is new
To sit alone
And feel grandly huge
To strip away to bare bones
Nakedly stand without an abode
Admit the smallness of who you are
Ask for what is wanted
She will take over, concoct, and decide
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