I am I

the wrong time and
wrong place, I
am a whitened
and chastened face
I am lost to
time and space I am
sheer recklessness that
has not understood
the very life
it held aloft
and prized
wrongly.  I am
the pageant fool, the
harlequin all
costumed and
bedecked in purest
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