I say, that to love: it is not always to forgive—
never will it matter unless truth is forgiving,
offering greater chance for one to wish to love;
in the simplest sense, glorious,
but such a fated
paradigm in the greatest.
so I do not say there is no duty upon me,
I do not say I am inevitably indebted,
so long as I am thrifty, ever-reaching you!
then will I know your worth and virtue—
how my heart begs yours to hear me then,
to rid me of any name you would not call.
follow me run, sit with me sleeping—
come now

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