Another note afloat upon this paper sea.
Explain to me
how this can be.
Another face erased from this tidal pool.
Found one day
then swept away.
I will carry you my love.
If you can carry me
through this summer of our discontent.
Another day away from clutching hands.
Explain to me
how this can be.
Another stroke of evil pen.
Blind as sleep,
deaf as death
to the tears you weep.
I will carry you my love
If you can carry me
through this summer of our discontent.
Another falling wave
upon this crumbling beach.
How many more
until we meet?
I will carry you my love.
If you can carry me
through this summer of our discontent.
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