One day my prince will come
Some day I’ll be able to write again.
To free my soul from this ugly skin.
Feel clean and touchable. And real.
Some day I’ll be able to write again.
To free my soul from this ugly skin.
Feel clean and touchable. And real.
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[Second verse] Yet, sometimes ugliness is more real than Cosmo’s beauty. Sometimes feeling dirty is more real than lily white, manicured, painted hands. I thank the goddess that I can feel anything at all. I thank the goddess to be able to write, even when it is short and gritty. Someday is now. Hope you have a good time in Erie, Jeanne
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