March 7,
1980 7:00 p.m.
pst 
Poetry by Michael F. Nyiri
Beauty In Chains
Beauty resides, waiting
Living uneventful times not even
knowing she exists
And I yearn to touch her hand
And tell her what she needs to hear
We cannot live together
for the truths are lies
And I shall lie alone
Praise beauty, for she needs it
And she'll always
feel
A little better
When she finds her beauty
Too
copyright 1999-2004 by Michael F. Nyiri
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