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your love is
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an impossibility,
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just like steering
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a ship across a desert
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the words choke
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my mouth
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like the dusty engine
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gasping for water,
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grumbling across
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dead lakes and oases,
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like the shrieking
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cutlery, which I now
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throw at you.
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The only thing
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that makes noise
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in this 2-room house,
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but a home for none.
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