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desire.  always that.

though you and i
and all of the morrows
would be should they be, then,
however. and on and on
without saying
without speaking.
but i could not turn back,
not this time i could not.

i could never.

and what of our?
the breaking again,
we drift farther
and farther apart.

afterwards, i've begun to lose you
when i thought even before i've-
the pace quickens
the heart races towards you.
thusly,

no absolution this time
of course.
none i know you could give
nor even me to myself
and then to myself alone.

 
 
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then
from here you can see
this was it
desire always that
the sound is
careful now
familiar with it
girl's sunshine
now
once again it