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hand of god reached down for your shoulder.
i thought i saw your face when i walked through town this evening...
couldn't have been, i know you're on vacation
(if it's true what you wrote in this letter to me, addressed so long ago).
how'd you come across that idea, that you weren't good enough for me?
i thought i knew you better than i do obviously, because i thought you were much more composed
cried the ocean waves for you last night, the cobblestone erodes before our very eyes. and you ignored the sobbing foam.
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