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A red balloon sailing just out of reach,

An express train barreling down the tracks,

Orcas snatching sea lions from the beach,

Unfortunate souls falling through the cracks.

I think of it all at each end of day

And sigh with relief just to hear you breathe.

Still, I know my luck is just for today –

The fates, like the oceans, will often seethe.

Just when will they descend upon my door

And effervesce you away without thought?

Yes, you said you’d always be here, you swore,

But too often such words are all for naught.

Were it as simple as my choosing to

I’d evade the everyday losing you.