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Bilocation
Heart, in two places at a time
At times, it is the gravest crime
Its waves leave a broken future
And young souls that thirst for nurture
For shattered hearts, there's no fixture
Like a ship sailing on two seas
In playing fire, there's no peace
Its shadows echo in the mind
It makes then pure heart deaf and blind
And the then caring, so unkind
Before you give your heart away
Make sure your mind will go to stay
Your heart and mind, being at one
To not regret things you've done
More so, when your fairness was gone
Copyright ©
R. B. Cawis
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