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it's not fair
that he's smiling with
his eyes closed
and his mouth half open
to catch dreams in;
not when she sits there
in the dark and
tries to remember
her name.

and all those candles she lit
blew out in the wind,
and all the dreams she had
got lost in other people's hands.

and she says, "love is
like a staircase,"
but she'll never reach
the top,
just float between
two steps
never resting.

and maybe she could be beautiful
if someone would teach her to
cup both hands
around her dreams
and not let go.