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He’s Gone

He's gone.
He's gone.
He's gone
for good,
and he'll never
be back

He's gone.
He's gone.
He destroyed 
my mind,
and my heart,
and my faith
in men.

It wasn't
the flood
that drown 
him out,
nor my 
nor my fear

of heights,
nor my 
babbling tongue
that tried
to explain
just like 
at Babylon's site.

It seems
to me
that there comes
a time
when the box
is no
longer square.

And given
a choice,
and only
one choice,
be justified 
as fair.

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