Got To Believe
The ballerina adorned in white
The epitome of style and
grace
She’s purity in motion
With her sweet angelic face
We all buy into her illusion
Because we do so want to
believe
In candy rainbows and
lollipop trees
And all things impossible to
conceive
A remedy for the ugliness in
this world
You see on the news every day
So we play a con game on
ourselves
To keep our lurking reality at
bay
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