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The Conditions Are Clear
the first time i met you
(and you said you like me)
i have already warned you
(that i am good for nothing
that you must not expect anything
for i am no good)
the conditions are clear
from the beginning when we proclaimed
that we are too in love
we promised we look for nothing and take nothing
except what we are and what we have
within the grasp of our hands
you changed, and i too changed
we begin to look for something beyond our grasps
we have become insatiable
and we want to hold the future that is still not there
we realize that this is the end
and so we make a new door with an exit sign
we left a smile and then we parted.
poem
by
Ric S. Bastasa
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