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Between two towns.
Between two lives.

I tear myself from one
And find solace in the other.

The tear is slow
Painful
Reminding me what I want
And what I cannot have.

I am luckier than most.
Two homes
Who love me equally.

I resent having to give up one life for another.
If you told me I had to choose
I don't think you'd like the answer.

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