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i held her hands loosely
with a gentle grasp
in the nights' humid dark.
she doesn'speak
out loud
but i know she's asking herself,
"how long will i stay?"
there in the distance,
i can see the hurdles
set before me.
it seems as if
all of these "things;"
ideas, people, traffic, time, distance, language...
are in the way all the time
and there's no way around them.
if i were her,
and i could see that
there were all of these things inbetween
me and a new relationship,
i would have to know
what's it all worth.
and she stays with me
in spite of these
occurences and obstacles.
you have to give people credit
when credit is due;
at least that's what i hear.
she held my hands loosely
with a gentle grasp
in the nights' humid dark.
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