I will try to be a strong mountain.
So firmly planted on this earth that not even the
Most faithful can move me.
I will try (I promise.) to be an ancient tree.
That hasn't gotten feeble with age; rather
My roots are living deep within the mire.
I will try to cultivate a heart of stone.
Uninhibited by regret and sorrow and ready to slay
The most convincing lover.
I will try (Really I will.) to not care.
Although your ghost follows me around
Calling my name.
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