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Limits May 14, 2014

Posted by shelleygblog in Uncategorized.
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 I love you, until unrest reaches alarm.
 My giving  limited by my past, my fears, my dread of  loss less recoverable.
 I do not blame you.
 I just know you. Now.
 If only sooner, before I became spent.
 I love you to the ends of possibility….my possibility.
 Depths are finite.
 I imagine boundaries widening,
 but met with barbed wire, so I tell you the truth.
 This world is flat,
 One of us will fall from the edge.

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