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ask forgiveness, beg pardon, lie down on the carpet
find a door you could walk through and let it close
buy a sun lamp in a flat box and face it all winter long
use the cardboard to pack up your little hopes
don’t be mean or ungenerous
no matter what he says to you
swallow all your fireworks before they burst
and don’t expect him to compromise
or confess to the obvious
find a dry place to live in, expect thirst
and when he writes you, write back
when he calls on the telephone to explain
that he didn’t mean or he didn’t know
you can tell him it’s all your fault
a child is a bowling ball – a weight
you’re just waiting to let go
but if you ever feel different
come to my window
i’ll show you the real sun
if you ever want out of it
come to my front porch
i’ll show you a person can run
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