Julie
Julie
I exist
I exist
Only in my sadness
I exist
Only in my nightmares
I exist
Only in a painting
She paints the faces
Of those who have no face
She paints the dreams
Of those who held no hope
She paints
As I die inside my poems
Ink and paint both dry
We are small dots
On the map of gods canvass
No tear shall change
All the dancing graves
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Julie D'Aubigny
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