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Life's scales
Do you see it?
Hanging there?
Gold burnished as bronze
Scales so tipped
To be ufair
To vale
What might be
Sitting there
To make you think
To con your mind
So you can never truly realise
Hanging there?
Gold burnished as bronze
Scales so tipped
To be ufair
To vale
What might be
Sitting there
To make you think
To con your mind
So you can never truly realise
Published 24th Jan 2014
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