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Herman Shorts

the rub

something you need

makes you its bitch, yes

even as it isn’t coming, no

when love stands you up

& all the more sweet

when finally arriving,

isn’t, if never is

instead the simple

state of something so

rare & important.

that’s the rub.

never fall out so far

is unhelpful advice

after you have.

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it by wasn't the told of so

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