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The other girl isn't oblivious
the affection she shows
brought on by pinot grigio
Brings lost love to my table
Lost love insists:
Do what I've done
Go where I've been
If only she could see
her naivety
A collection of identities
juxtaposed in my mind
Even I've forgotten who I am
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