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The Boomerang

Every time she tried to pull away

she came back

and loved me more fiercely 

then she did before.


She is my boomerang,

and I love her truly.


And I will always love her.


We were supposed to be together:

Today,

Tomorrow,

And always.


Whenever she pulls away

she comes back

and loves me more 

then she ever did before.


She’s my boomerang,

    and she always comes back to me.


All I have to do

   is

 wait. 



. . .


. . .


. . .


Babe?


. . .


. . .


. . .


Kait?


. . .


. . .


. . .


You are coming back when you are ready, aren’t you?


. . .


. . .


. . .


Oh.


CH 12/18/25

 
 
 

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