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Eye to the telescope
And we were singing along
But I never wanted a rival
It just came about when
Our similarities enshrined themselves
Our differences exiled themselves

A certain yearning exists
When you provide your own edification
To enmesh yourself with yourself
You were so close
A carnival mirror
A copper pan

The hibiscus is in bloom today
By the time I see them again
The flowers will be shriveled
Clinging half-heartedly to their branches
But more will come again tomorrow

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