Enough for me
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    I won’t tell you
    that minutes pass
    like hours last
    like days.

    I won’t propagate
    such blatant blasphemy.
    Hence, years.
    Alone.

    There must be
    something you say,
    something you give,
    to such honesty.

    I ask not for much.

    It’s enough for me,
    so long as it’s yours.

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