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i saw the moon again: a pale escaped balloon beyond return, retrieval or arrival | there's a child somewhere shedding tears for it for letting it escape into the sky | a disappointment that you cannot cure with sweets not even with a new balloon | a disappointment that returns | with every night with each new moon | i know that you know that i am here | no, i'm not drunk but close to it | or yes, i am drunk with feelings that i rather | not had swallowed | i thought you would drink the same, my dear | you said it tasted fine but when i drank and did not look | you poured water in your wine | i know that you know that i am here | you know that i know that you're not near | forget all i have said | i'm really, really, missing you cause you are like the pilot you can make the metaphor come true | i know that you know that i am here | i know that you know that i am here ||
