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If You Must, Forget

Then go, love, go,
how the ache
of my womb
still longs for you,
and my mouth,
the taste
of your kiss,
to know
how long
the forgetting,
to know how
short love is,
to erase
dreams held
too closely,
all beliefs
I’ve falsely lived.
So if you must, love,
go, forget,
how this heart,
it never loved you,
how this heart,
it always did.

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