I am so dense sometimes
Only the next day do I think
Of what I really meant to say
But I note it down anyway
Practicing the perfect response
When you remind me of my failures
Going back over how I let you down
Because someone else let me down
Or some such back and forth
And now you want me to believe
No failure can defeat us
Look you say the well
Of love is inexhaustible
From which we drink our fill
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