Accents and aliases
Laughter has neither
Travesty knocks
Avoid answering the door
A place made of dreams
At the very edge of the world
Never rains in California
Still there are sad songs
Sometimes a smile is a reflection
Of things to come
Sometimes the wind even lies
Telling you things that are not there
The light hiding in the shadows
Clawing at the storm door
Ascents and aliases
Smiles in the eyes have none
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