yesterday night a few wrong turnings in an unfamiliar neighbourhood and i found myself in the vicinity of a famous temple, most efficacious they say the prayers made here, the wishes one wanted. oh i didn’t wish for you — that cannot be — you were not for asking for, that fate was for us to make for ourselves. yet, had i gone in, had i wished — believed in wishing — i would have wished for you to be well, and strong. so that when you could make up your own mind , when you had the courage to choose — wisely — you might choose —
to love yourself, love me, love us.
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