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Somebody's Mary
by Fortuita James

Such an intensity to
   the desire
And I don't feel it,
And it is not felt for me.
Conscience division
is a little enough price.
   (the desire)
Nothing in your eyes
that loves me like belief
   the desire
is for one so
entirely unlike me.
I will never be
somebody's Mary