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This time I won’t fall for this
These short step relationships
Star-studded pools, I can’t resist
But too deep to swim against . . . this time

This time I’ll pretend
That my will contends
Twist my tongue until it rips
Bright blue apocalypse
There is no innocence . . . this time

. . . this tide
. . . in rhyme
. . . this time