These holy innocents receive,
racing through the Louvre,
isolated from the cruel world
with morning matinee and amour,
with Sobraine, not Molotov,
with lovers' hearts in hands,
"We accept him, one of us."
Until the siblings resist no longer,
and France is forever changed
with the death of its own children.
9.05.2007
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