The sun was too bright, with clouds in the sky
there was an explosion of bright white light and
my eyes could not take in the sight so I made
creative use of my glittery black mask, folded
it right over my eyes - comfort against the pain
but when the Lord & Master of the CharCastle
Saw the mask on my eyes he got a fright, then
angry he said he did not need this in his life and
turned right around driving back home all quiet,
I was resigned, can understand what it means
to my beacon of reality sitting next to me when
he only knows rules that prescribe how we must
Behave; I drove off on my own, bought a new pair
and a bargain book at the cake store, a wonderful
find: wearing my mask over my eyes proves that
a mask is a great help and due to synchronicity
may lead us to joyous discoveries - I suspected
a mask was my friend and this is proof that I am
Right, and being right is the best feeling there
is!
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