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Jan 2020
I long for a love I cannot name
because we haven't met.
I think I see you everywhere
especially in the yet.

I met you, yet, you're infuriating
I see you, yet, I'm blind
I thought I knew you, yet, we're skating
Yet's my curse to bind.

As soon as yet overwhelms me
like it always does
I try to leave it all behind
forget about the buzz.

Surely this can't be love
I thought I knew it, yet
I long for a love I cannot name
Because we haven't met.
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   Carlo C Gomez
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