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How strong it is, this feeling of regret,
You long to see the lands and loves you've known.
(For Eden's flowers fade if you forget)
In dreams you may return, but wake alone.
Yes, now I know...
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My friend,
if you mean save my mortal soul
before the pass/fail test
when I decay
for pre-paid bliss
or face the heated hole.
I'll run the risk--
I'm Sorry,
I won't play.
Or do you mean
I...
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To search one's heart
is not an easy task.
I took a stand
on what I still assert.
I must do this.
I can't do what you ask,
not even
if you make yourself be hurt.
Yet each complaint
still...
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The ghosts come out to meet me
from their sleep.
Not as my parents
do they watch the door,
but from each photo's frozen face
they peep and haunt the habits
I can wear no more.
They summon...
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