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Girlfriend

"I will not part! — There is no end!" She clings and clings…
And in the breast — the rise
Of threatening waters,
Of notes…Steadfast: like an immutable
Mystery: we will part!

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  • Yemassee
    June 25, 2008

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    That was a fast 180 degree change.

    I guess we all try to rationalize/ignore what we know is really the truth, but eventually that threatening water rises rise to our heads.