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Then (though the stars get lost from the bottle, Though the bottle unwind), if I linger around in the wrong Ringing up details, pixel by high bit by bit, In hopes of you not as integer but at least as the sum Of all my near misses, divisible, Once there is time, to an average that poses you perfectly Like a surprise, unaccidentally credible Perfectly like a surprise. Am I really too patient When this is the only program from which you derive? Not if you knew how beautiful you will be, How important it is your discovery dawn on me, How as long as I keep my attention trained Then finally the days Will bow every morning in your direction As they do to the sun that hosannas upon that horizon Of which I am witness and not the one farther on: Set to let me elect you as if there were no other choice, Choice made like temperature, trend I can actually feel - Douglas Crase
Posted on: Thu, 13 Nov 2014 17:04:04 +0000

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