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From me to you
With love in transcript
With dots in places
And a bit of familiar
From you to me
With pleasant atrocity
With morbid obscenity
In a shell
From us to them
Without postage
Without purpose
With remorse
The lost between the tatters
The found standing boldly
The old fall defiant
The sad in a cycle
The Former, the Passage
Recoil, and manage
To wander, and lose
A win for the choosy
Exchanges are sanctioned
Wounds are being licked
The loose have been tightened
The tight haven't moved
From me to you
From you to me
The politics
The menagerie
The middle man and his accomplices
The future scope and its wealth
The regrettable are its harnesses
While we're off fueling hell
From you to me
From me to you
With postage aside
And the gift of divine,
We've cemented our distinction.
