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Aug 2017
My moon's half full,
Your's, half new;
Which half of the whole
Best suits you?

You loved with only half a heart,
Understood with half a brain,
You'd have been the better half,
If you'd half a mind to stay.

Leaving was only half the battle,
We waged a half-arsed war;
I ran for cover with a full notion,
I was getting half, no more.

Better half than none at all.
Is what they said to me;
But they don't know the half of it;
Believe half of what you see.
Francie Lynch
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Francie Lynch
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