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[lovingprose]

I want so much to subsist on
my horoscope.

I am Scales,
inclining with the clang of each
new weight
upon my metal.

I want it to be true:
today is a good day
to deepen an
existing relationship.

how about
simply learning
to exist?
it comes with such ease
to some.

I ask for nothing, Stars,

just the smallest suggestion
of contentedness.