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Elizabeth La PazElizabethI believe in many thingsBut none here today. DanceWith extravaganceElegant at night. From a high hotelI watch colonial churches And write our lives in a line. For I’m looking from La PazAt 12,000 feet And it’s dry and cold.ElizabethDon’t we tireWe could write our entire lives in a line. A single line. 11th floorTo the cobblestoneLights in archways below.I am so removedAt this altitude.I’m looking from La Paz We could write our livesWe could sacrificeWe could set the priceI know…..We could write our lives in a line. I was made For darker daysA future visionThings fall apart. Remain unchanged Four point restraintI’m in oppositionAnd permanently marked. We could write a life in a line. The singer’s jobIs to entertainBut an artist tries to teach. And the listener’s jobIs to listen wellTo words as well as beats.ElizabethI cannot focus on the tediumCreation beckons me.And ElizabethI suspectI’m becoming moreThan anything we’ve seen.
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