I dare at moments to dream
In guilty pleasure sweet reveries
Of resolutions that could be
Though I know full well how it tortures me.
They fill my heart with stolen joy
Before the swift succession of woe
But that small moment of lover’s delight
Is worth the following hole.
Let go let go
The wisdom round me says
I know I know
Replies the hole that fills her space.

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