lucky you

I tried to tell you
I was not like the others
I would not pretend
not for better nor worse
I would not flatter
nor insult you
to gain an upper hand

All my pretense
I reserve for survival
And I will never need you

though

I would fill canyons
a grain at a time
if it could bring you
closer to me

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