The Raceless

My body is just a shell that I wear,
quite how it looks I have scarcely a care,
for I have no sight to cause me any pain,
or to make me view you with any disdain.

I'm told I have a colour but what does that mean,
perhaps it's like the flavours that I taste in ice cream,
I like the taste of all of those I've ever yet tried,
vanilla, coffee or chocolate, they slide smoothly...

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Mornin' on the desert, and the wind is blowin' free,

the elements have freedom,

but what about me?

Trailing from bar to bar

like new age saloons,

why's it so hard

just to find me a home?

I keep on wandering,

wondering where's my milk and honey?

People sippin' on moonshine

or as some call it money.

Mornin' on the desert, and th...

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