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Oh my lovers,

how can I let you go?

All my lovers,

so rich is your life within me,

to be the saddest loss.

My lovers,

what will it take for me to set you adrift

from conscious thought, endearing gestures and luscious pleasures?

This is sad, but you must go,

I held on to you because I loved to, but

you should be long gone, this is no place for you.

Away lovers, go

away, lovers.