…end to end…

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If all the time we had together would be the fleeting seconds it takes 
to burn a match, end to end, what would you say to me? Do to me? 

What haunting words of unprocessed substance would burst from your throat
in those charring instants? What shattering, impulse-driven gesture? 

What I know...I will never know. And I forgive you so...I let go.

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