How?

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A letter is so impersonal....

Words that will echo emptily

And I won't be able to read your face

There won't be time for you to

Sort your thoughts

Hide what you really think

I could gauge your feelings

About the secrets I'll tell

But repulsion on your face

Terrifies me

What if my fear is not unfounded

Would you leave me because of

Unavoidable imperfection

Would prejudice fill you

Like it does the rest

Through combined ignorance

And misinformation

You make me feel worth

Could you turn that around

To degrade me...

And even if you forgave me

For not crossing the impending bridge

Sooner

Would the thought weigh heavily

Or could you just let it go

Like I pray you would

Oh please let this be okay

I want us to work

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