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too perfect
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Poetry
it would be too easy if you,
could let them slip away,
like minutes, like hours,
even like days.
it would be too simple,
if time was a friend,
a circle, a loop,
a "how" without end.
it would be too joyful,
if love was without pain,
if life was unpredictable,
and never mundane.
it would be too fun if you,
could play without learning,
and be utterly alone,
without ever yearning.
and it would be too perfect,
if i could let go,
of you and decisions,
and go with the flow.
