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Remec
Remec
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Once upon a time, when we were not so old,
I told you what I thought I should,
about how much I wanted you, without
a thought of who might get hurt.

I told you what I thought I should
when you asked. Did you even have
a thought of who might get hurt
by what we were about to let happen?

When you asked, did you even have
a clue how much we would be defined
by what we were about to let happen?
Grasping so little what it really meant,

No clue how much we would be defined,
about how much I wanted you, without
grasping so little what it really meant.
once upon a time, when we were not so old.

Remec
Remec
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GuiltyPleasureGuiltyPleasureover 10 years ago
Well

I gave it five. A well woven pantoum on Remec's loom.

twelveoonetwelveooneover 10 years ago
Well

I didn't (ask), you did by turning the comments on. Here goes, the problem with the pantoum is it so strong a form it can carry weak material as long as you don't fuck up the swing lines. You do an admirable job with the swing lines. 5ed with no hemming. But since we are asking mode, I've been pounding this beat on and off for 9 years, seen very little or no comments from you, i.e. submission rate is probably higher than comment rate. A mistake Remec, you learn by how you relate.

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