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I wish I could have have merged, then, 
Into the sea, and wind; 
I wish I could have vanished, and 
Just not come back again --

For this was all perfection, unlike 
All that just had happened: 
I wish that love had saved me, 
The way that I'd 

Imagined

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Beleaguered Servant

Owen Servant is an online poet working in a style that's been described as "compulsive". In real life, he is an actuary, because being a poet wasn't unpopular enough.

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