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The fortuneteller warned me to leave you alone

When I touch you, you sublimate

When you want to come to me the rain floods the streets

I have tried to make my efforts look meaningless

And my meanings look effortless

Until I have neither effort nor meaning

But you do what I want in my liquid daydreams

So now I’m watching the twilight sky with two frogs

It is my favorite time of day time of year

The time of year when I feel

The time of year when I want new shoes

And the old ones go into a box forgotten

Until the new shoes are old

And I try on the old ones

To remember what I was looking for in a shoe

The fortuneteller hinted the wall’s not as strong as it seems

But my heels are bruised

From trying to kick it down

In my brand

new

shoes

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