Lovers

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lovers flow through me like water

like streams they will pass

like an ocean they crash

into the weary shores of a heart

drifting by, they never stay too long;

when they say that water has memory

I tend to wonder,

is it truly capable of being that smart?

or is it simply because it winds up going back to its origins all along

And all I ever wanted was to be loved

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