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We used to marvel at the same scenes

cursing at luckless loves with temerity

intoxicating in the company of misery

daring, until life acquiesced;

from then we nurtured new loves

making plans still to stay entwined;

How then does it now hold us apart

the meaning of intentions disagreeing

the unspoken giving birth to imprecations 

as if we never were, never been

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