To Seek Water Within Oil

I hugged you and withdrew

And bud you fine farewells

I kissed the dust you sprinkled

And but the dirt you trampled

I adored the every angle of your polygon

So much for sponges to absorb

Oh, what to do and where to go

I hugged you and withdrew

Scared it'd be the last

But is it yet the last

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