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 by BOKE
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TPF / FRAGMENT {1 of 12} -- by BOKE

{TPF_3_01} THE DAUGHTER OF A SENATOR and I

{TPF_3_02} walked slightly slower than her entourage

{TPF_3_03} of friends and soon-be husband. In her eye

{TPF_3_04} an unexpected pain I thought you'd dodge . . .

 
{TPF_3_05} . . . if born to priv'lege -- I thought only low,

{TPF_3_06} no-pull type people suffered as I do.

{TPF_3_07} There were no limits on where she could go.

{TPF_3_08} To Paris if she wanted. All I knew . . .

 
{TPF_3_09} . . . is if I had her fam'ly's pull I'd walk

{TPF_3_10} a far more easy road -- Less infamy

{TPF_3_11} for artists 'mongst their kin -- Less money talk

{TPF_3_12} if there's a lot to burn quite casu'lly.

 
{TPF_3_13} Yet I'm alive and that bright girl is dead.

{TPF_3_14} She killed her pain too well, or so I read.