Psyche






















Ask of Psyche,
what's flesh and bone?
She is metal,
and she is stone.

Ask of Psyche,
how she thinks drinks?
She doesn't,
she's mainly Zinc.

Ask of Psyche,
what she wants of you?
A small quiet place,
with room for two.

Ask of Psyche,
to touch her form?
Go ahead,
but it's not warm.

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