One of my
nicest friends found his way home. Venus put on her best dress and dipped closer to sing with Mars, but Mars hasn't got a voice today.
We'll go 'round and 'round, coming and going and always missing the ones we want to see.
I ask every night for someone nice. Bits of the world fall in, but not the right bits. I don't like them--
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Are you a prince?
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Hm...in blood no. But I have been called one.
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If not in blood, then in bearing? You've got a courtly buzz about you.
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Do I? How wonderful.
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Mm. I can see you behind my eyes--tall and proud with a gold crown.
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I do like that image you have of me. A great deal.
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May I see if it's true?
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You're so different...
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