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Is here, in all of its serene content
And sun and sand and surf.
Illusion of freedom is freedom meant
Within this fallen earth.

An earth, however, that brightly sparkles yet.
Camera-flash sodium gleam.
The confident flash of a gambler’s set
Of teeth in some daydream.

I smile, I laugh, roused from my reverie
Along the Saint Tropez shore.
In a molten, glittering silver med
I float and think for more.

And yes, I’ve seen what Hell has brought to me
And I can forsee more.
Hell, in the Côte I once cracked my heart,
Left sun-dried on the shore

Somewhere. I laugh, roused from my reverie.
I float, no more to dream.