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/i grew up understanding judy gar-
land her heart pounding beneath her
blue and white dress i walked with her
on the kansas dirt in patent-leather shoes
looked up to where she was singing to the sky
at what we couldn’t see where we couldn’t fly as if as children
we saw the future together the yearning the know
-ing the love of pretending to love making be-
lieve that yearning was a good thing that
reaching and never finding was a good
thing the lights on your face the aud-
ience loud and screaming inhuman
adoring addicted to the need to
never love yet be loved/
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