Dear sweet Cassius
My dream
Upended by a world gone wrong
Throat raw
From screaming empty protests at the wall
Your bitter young heart
your fragile old bones
Vain deceit, yourself, time and again
Stubborn like a mule and
Stupid like an American
you insist on repeating the same patterns
Mistakes woven in faux crystal
You saw only your reflection
in the glass of the past
How awful it must feel
To want to fly so badly
Having no wings
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