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My anticipation runs roughshod
Beddraggled lust that is unbeknownst to best intentions
I want you a little more
Cannot tell
Cannot see
Do not know whether you, the same
[Pause for intermission.]
Two exceptions:
1. unfailing desire for change
2. consistently aimed towards you
Unbeknownst to me is whether you care
How much you care
Who you care for (although that much I do know)
I want you to want me
Choose me.


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