a time, a place
your smile, displaced
by passing slur (?)
and loaded words
those provocatives
will never learn
'cause you know
you have only to
cast away the things they say
those charlatans will surely bend and break
the proof
my youth
my life, my truth
and every word and every way
you try the same
and you're affraid
of loneliness
some prone to this
to, baby, yield
and I have but to realize
that love will get a spark

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