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d.  g a r c i a  - w a h l

Were we to cry now, we'd cry forever
And for us, all other emotions would
be so damned. Yet we rationalize sin
to defend our names and charity. All
to dream the dream that is reality.
Listen closely and you'll hear my heart beat
soft. No other sound as unspoken words
belie the haunted life where I have missed
myself for as long as I've missed any-
one. And yet, you writhe in me. Standing me
firm in the virtues of antiquitous
romance. Within darkness wanting you near
where sky and sea collide; for a thousand
sonnets could not a lady more adorn.

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