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Bleach Online Poetry
08/12/2001
Author: J. Quinton
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I walked slowly toward her imperial castle
In disguise, anonymous
Yet sticking out like a dead tree 
	in a beautiful garden
Approaching the guards I pretended
	to be one of them
With much knowledge of the way things are
	I fooled them easily
Walking through the halls with a keen eye
	I spied no one that was worth my time
		...not today
My footsteps were echoing
	and my presence was known
Yet it didn't matter
I blend in
Like blood and vanilla ice cream
	strawberry red and leaving a bad taste
With no luck of finding her I retreated
	to the study
The hall of the wise
Maybe she'll find me
Maybe she'll read my story
Maybe I should be far, far, away