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I wonder what it feels to be tender.
I wonder how it is
to cry without shame
and to sleep without guilt
and to run away without regret.
I wonder how it is
to have hoped against hope
without anticipating disappointment
or without scurrying back to safety
at the very last minute, or without
reminding myself never to hope again.
I wonder why i wonder about tenderness

 
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