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Chasing Rainbows
They didn’t see the Unicorn
On its slide of colours
Minds were torn
Stay with the mad man or talk to others
Mad man smiled, now alone
Pot of Gold they went off to seek
Treasures to build their home
Pointing at the freak
Freak stood proud
He walked where Angels dare
Then smiled out loud
For at his rainbow’s end
As always, his mum stood there
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