IFS AND BUT
If you were an ambulance,
like a dog I'd chase you.
If you were an engine,
like an ace I'd race you.
If you were an ice-berg,
like the sun I'd thaw you.
If you were ostracised,
I wouldn't ignore you.
If you were a chess-game,
like a master I'd play you.
If you were an egg,
like a hen I'd lay you.
If you were a god,
oh, how I'd adore you,
but the truth is ,
I can't have what I want;
the facts are before me;
you aren't,
so I can't.
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thoughts after an accident
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fall
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sweeping the deck
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self, indulging
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sterling sylvia
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cultivated silence
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