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The other day, even though it was silly hot I got up high to the part of the Western Heights where very few people go. This section of the Heights doesn’t overlook the sea, it’s the backside of The White Cliffs and a safe home for the wild things. There’s no call for masks up there. While there I got a few words together. I hadn’t expected that.


You climbed into the mirror not the big picture
Trapped behind the looking glass you never got free
Dreams of tomorrow and yesterday’s sorrow
You could look but never could see


In the storybook you lent me
Your autobiography with self-hate hate in mind
You told white lies to hide from the real stuff
You got best reviews from the deaf and the blind


Hidden behind the reflector’s reflections
I guess as safe as anywhere this side of Mars
It’s a pity…

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