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the children

the ones to blame for the birth,

the shining,

and the fall of a bright and wonderous star.

As a tree works its whole life to spread its limbs and live,

expand, run from its roots,..

within the final hours of existance for this tree's life,

it realizes it once again, returns to his roots,....a great fall indeed

and the doubts grew within ,once, hopeful,her Majesty of Metropolis

the sorrow grew and the loyal flocks died out

the Queen was yesterday

and the streets of Suburbia crept upon her dreams

and once more the glorious became the recluse

of the 9 to 5

All together she died away, disappeared,vanished

and all that was left was a note.....

"Gone looking for my place in this life..see you in the next"

Love always,...your Lady of Yester-year, Luster Luvless