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as piles of me lay astray scattered shatter

             and disarray

             because I’ve tried seeing you

             yet you hid as I cried out, hoping you

             would drop pin

             GPS-ing you to me

             hands covering sight to see

             gave you too much tick tock time to see

             I died loving thee
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