what has been lost in that one languid scene
that moves the western soul so we've been told
as much as oil and far far more than gold
is any sense of what else might have been
before the truth that nothing was serene
what seemed the warmest turned out dull and cold
the wildest moment most tightly controlled
nothing what what we thought it had to mean
the object found was other than the sought
a glimpse of hope en route to where truth fell
before the onslaught of the shining lies
right where the innocent young fools were caught
believing to the last this was not hell
and what they saw were the redeeming skies
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