Bluebird Lady
She's a cllector of treasures
which by its glitter she measures
but they soon give her no pleasures.
She has no discern
for what other have earned
she takes without concern.
Is she searching each day
for what got away
are the skies she flies all grey.
She has no devotions
she lives by compulsions
it's a life without emotions.
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