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Thursday, April 14, 2016


I'm finally feeling fine about the closure
round my neck,
and I can breathe
a little freer, now I no longer expect -
and I can see
wide open futures, where before
it was just one.
I could just paint in anything,
except for what I want
because that's done.
I know - it wasn't we
who ruined us again.
Just me.

If only I had seen what I could easily
have fixed,
so easy now it would have been
to keep your mind on this.

The fault's in the receiver - your telepathy was plain.

It's amazing what we'll do to keep the one we love
from blame.

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