the art of manipulation.
a feature perfected in the young.
the aware.
the kids who weave their dreams glazed with hopeful wonder, coated with the pow(d)er to possess all.
fairy dust, the dust of fairies, shaken in the tormentors wake.
the mighty knee-high samurai.
the doers.
the thinkers.
the movers and forceful shakers.
the children.
my little brother and your little sister.
and they say, as soon as you have sat down "oh please play with me"
and you reply "but I have work to do"
"well then who do I have to play with?"
tears.
the art of manipulation.
sinks soul deep
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