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Yours is extraordinarily beautiful. It's rhythmic like the movement of the sea and Reassures me of the endlessness, The ceaseless calm of the world we've created Here in our embrace. Mine is far more painful And my exhausted lungs sound Like the wheezing old engine of our '83 Chevy As I lay here Surrounded by electronics meant to preserve my life That will only destroy my spirit.

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cailey-duluoz

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For You?

Written by

cailey-duluoz

American

Published

Oct 18, 2010

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Notes: - From Terms of Endearment

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