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Poetry: If I lose you

by Ian Wayne Grant Sparkman

Stand upon this bridge, winds blow my hair.

Jump off that bridge, sins throw my fare.


Water meets me, pain defeats me.

Matter did we, stained streets the key.


Lost you, lost we.

Missed clue, cost me.


Love lost, and oh, what it cost.

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