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Blows exchanged
in-between dreams
do not count.
The body is too intelligent
it understands reality;
how it can slip
in and out of your skin.
Toss and turn
make out with yourself,
recriminations only crease
the appearance of emptiness.
Only forgiveness matters
and forgiveness
matters not at all.
It is what you forget
that saves you.
(C) Eric Ashford June 08
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