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Printed Confetti

Playing Solitaire, by twilight
with a mirror for a view,  
silence is a muted carousel,
realizing.
The emperor has no clothes,
without laughter or dreams
or speckled owls in trees,
realizing,
No marching bands
or 76 trombones,
just a narcissistic shadow,
in a one-shadow band,
of self, and printed confetti.
Written by adagio
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