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familiar with it,,

though it lies between now and then.
i cannot recall much.  just that,
in the creases of my own time.

we let each other down, i suppose.
we cannot hold memories any longer
though try as we do.

like our very best intentions.
like our very smallest wishes
like our very very persons

they blow apart when wished upon too hard.

it would do me much good
to walk away and leave it alone. 
for it is finished.  yes, it is done.

i've nothing more to say or confess.

except

one time it will be different, one time it will be real.
one day all the words i wanted to say
i could not say but oh how i wanted to.

the next time.

 
 
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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