No Effort

an early frost
one summer day
with nothing easy for him to say,
just packed his shit and flew away

ever stop and wonder why
the sky’s so high
to you and I?
perhaps it’s so that we will try –

a little fucking harder
than that!!

really now,
how deep is your love?

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