Chiffon Tainted Mist - Poem by Sandra Osborne
Can you learn the reasons
Not to tell
Just how you feel?
And have you learned the reasons
Why your life
Is never real?
It always has a taste
Of chiffon tainted mist,
A lonely little dream
That no one can resist.
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