That which we would have
is already gone
and all else is come in its stead
Named thing thou art
which lessens with each naming
Taken freedoms become
shackled weights
Desire
thy name is wanting
fullfilment further flown
you are the sky
in everyones eyes
but none can hold you
just shake their empty fists
in shamed wanting
love lets lies loose
let go
let go
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