I have built my life,
trick by trick, on the flash
and faith of magic.
Some call it hope,
that place in me
that thinks the stars
hold secrets.
I am not the one
that parts the curtain
or waves away the smoke,
but the face in the crowd
that only looks up
and sees the things
with wings.
Thursday, July 27, 2006
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