Ivory Girl

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Oh, Ivory girl

Let me have your

Ivory life;

My daughter prayed,

In the dark of the night.

Oh, Ivory girl

Let me have your

Ivory strife;

My daughter wept,

At the spill of light.

Oh, Ivory girl

Let me not be Ivory

But a Shining White;

My daughter sang,

Alone, and out of sight.

Oh, Ivory girl

I wish you’d have let her be

Blindingly She,

And unlike you,

A shade more alive.

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