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Like a big name on headphones,
on billboards, and on TVs,
you're often seen but rarely met.
You won't probably care, but...
sadly, you didn't know that my eyes
see you, that this one eyes... you
the day my performance was cut.
You stole my furtive glance.
You'd make me look foolish;
luckily, I didn't lose my stance.
No, you're too much to be a thief;
maybe you won't care much
about theft and treachery.
So show me a bit of your sorrow;
I'll tell you some of mine tomorrow.
Again, sharp and delicate ace,
I'll lay my cards down--
I don't want to just let
my hope's chips down--
if you make a bet.
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YOU ARE READING
Finite Infinitives
Poetry𝙁𝙞𝙣𝙞𝙩𝙚 𝙄𝙣𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙫𝙚𝙨 ╰ a c o m p i l a t i o n o f p o e m s ╰ c o m p l e t e d "I haven't done everything I want, but in the realm of reams, I already did some."
