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When last I spoke to Carol I said:
"I can't pretend it gets easier." she said:
"I've hung on, I have edged
around this narrow ledge since
the day I was born in 1975."
When last I spoke to Carol I said:
"I can't pretend I feel love for you." she said:
"I've hammered a smile across
this pasty face of mine since the
day I was born in 1975."
When I said goodbye to Carol
black earth upon the casket fell
she had faded to
something I always knew
to the rescue
nobody ever comes.