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[Author’s note: Some relationships just are.]

I tried but I failed
- Or did I try at all?
The heart for healing so wailed
That the Unrepaired stood tall.

I heard the thought angels urge –
“Go on, go on, rebuild, rebuild”
But hums on in the other ear the dirge
Into silence hope is distilled.

I let the days and chances roll
I let the distance rest snug – leave it won’t
I let slow decadence wreak its toll
And I don’t give a damn – I don’t.

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