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only an end

please do not say
what was always wrong
your faulting eyes
those of a pearl-cutter

i do not ask you to stay
only to let me still imagine
nothing jarred until
you slid away
inches unbridgeable

a pale pretty film
blinds my eyes, blue-gray
let all the lights be dim

if you were going, begone
cradled by the rocking sea
i shall wait for the door
that shuts behind you

but till then, not a sound

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