no facsimile
where is the existenceof true love
between two beds
made up of our own
on opposite walls
running parallel
questions were answered
by you
coming from my side
although I heard them
I find holes in some
but I received them
just the same
the borders were drawn
although I wanted
and I wanted
to creep around it
I remained on my side
for one reason alone
respect
so...yes
there is only one copy
of you
but even I know
battles can't be won
for us
if we're not available
to win
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