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Lost in Venice by the Sleepy Hallows, lost in Venice where the children might follow. Lost in Venice where the rivers flows high, lost in Venice where the wells run dry. Lost in Venice far from the Motherland, lost in Venice where the clowns are painted sad. Lost in Venice on the mirror’s edge, lost in Venice lost like the ancient origins of Stonehenge. Lost in Venice like a match without a spark, lost in Venice where the paint deviates from its art. Lost in Venice with the people’s swollen hearts, the iron lungs and their modern tongues. Lost in Venice like a dandelion, a velvet revolver or a sword made of iron. Lost in Venice near a chestwood bench, lost and found, found and lost once again. Lost in Venice and at a loss for words, lost in Venice where all evil is purged. Lost in Venice like a tossed to sink nickel’s back, lost in Venice where the Romans were sacked. Lost in Venice, lost between the moats, lost in Venice where the boats no longer float. Lost in Venice despite creed, sex or race, lost in Venice immersed in a constant state of grace. Lost in Venice, lost with you and lost without a trace. Lost Venice, a lost history and a lost place. Lost in love and without someone to love and lost in its maze. Lost in Venice… and losing my mind, lost in Venice… lost within time. Lost in Venice for the remainder of my life. Forever lost in Venice.
Anthony K. Rosales