I ran away before anything wicked happened


    Why can’t every choice just be a choice?


    Long before I came along


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    and looking a great distance, knowing


    He didn’t think of history. Hoped


    Because I didn’t go to her


    or synonymous with do you love me now that


    I think I want to know what you want


    in my dreams, sometimes in my waking.


    Again he laughed but sat so still as he spoke


    Always there


    I will honor—& always—


    Then jinxed another


    Breathing deeply


    and I am one of those—a ghost, singing.