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Bound
15 July, 2005
Author: Willahh

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You did not leave
until the morning
while I was still
caught up in a dream
of our hurried pasts
I cannot remember
saying I love you
the way I still do
the way I always
will

You will not return
until our ship comes in
until you, Lover, are satisfied
that the world is round
and that we are not
in any fashion bound
to any part of it
until you return
or until I am allowed
to come unto you
I am bound to be missing you

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