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maybe stay?


One poem after another, I kept adding them to my jar.

One day I want you to come back.

Pick one out of the jar and tell me exactly how everything fell into place again.

And this time.

you wont leave.

 

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<p>I once told him to subtitute the word problem for circumstance ... and stubborn as it is... still the same.</p>

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