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Little PrincesFaded photograph speaks to a distracted mindLittle Princes by Kitten-Pie
Too often reaching back for the summer haze,
To the kingdom of the long-lost days,
Where innocence and foolishness ran wild.
Moonlight and dust, recall oblivion again
Castle made of comics, magazines
So many dramas played out, so many scenes
Of idle folly: arm your champion with toys.
Where's the spirit's sanctum now?
Scattered as the cartridges and cellophane
Fleeting as a shadow dreamed on window-pane
King, you left the crown for brighter gold.