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The Fountains

from Death at the Mall by Brent Gorton

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there is a distance i know between the door and the fountains/though it seems like it's close, i don't think that i can reach them/holding your hand, it's so cold i don't think that i should let go/is this really happening? or is it all a dream?///
here in the back of my head, i've kept a horrible secret/not one you could guess, it would be impossible to speak it/but, where is the life i had known? where is the promise of sleeping?/where is the life i have lost? gone, like everything///
in the night, there's that one voice & it keeps repeating....
there is no love like my love
there is no love like my love
there is no love like my love
there is no love like my love
there is no love like my love
there is no love like my love
there is no love like my love
there is no love like my lovethere is no love like my lovethere is no love like my lovethere is no love like my lovethere is no love like my lovethere is no love like my lovethere is no love like my lovethere is no love like my lovethere is no love like my lovethere is no love like my lovethere is no love like my lovethere is no love like my love
there is no love like mine

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from Death at the Mall, released September 25, 2018
Written by B. Gorton

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