I do not love you world enough
I feel you deserve more from me
As a measure of myself
And I'm often short-sheeting
The cut of your jib for coasting off
On centuries of tangents
But we must have talked for hours
And now I really have to go
I can't bear another word
Think world what if we couldn't
Leave you alone for a few hours
But had to sit up all night
Listening to you laugh and weep
And never get to dream or sleep
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