Shoot.
I think I can do without.
But the inconsistencies are still parallel:
You want and beg for foreign need,
You despise and reject a familiar deed.
The equations just don't add up.
And, despite the mood,
the context,
the content,
the smiles and laughter
(and all of sorts),
I just can't say.
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