The last of three
became the first of three
with a backtrack in the middle
with a partridge in a tree
it was that sort of pattern
the list built in repeating arcs
once more to all the long goodbye
once more th’ alleged eternal sparks
once more the ghost of kingdom come
one more I love you under breath
one passage from the secret world
emerge to life from certain death
what
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