I wouldn’t sit down
or take off my sunglasses
I wouldn’t give you
advice about your nursing classes
I wouldn’t speak to you
Speak to you at all
I gave you a hug
but said I probably wouldn’t call
and I didn’t
I knew it when I left
and you stayed behind
I knew it when I finally told you
what was really on my mind
But you my dear
though there are seven ways to say goodbye
I find that I still stand await
the Pleasure of each reply
what
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