Pole star

Forgive me for my longing for you, for the insatiable greed with which I seek you, so much like the avarice of rats or kings or poets. Know that I understand the demands that places upon you (and so in turn upon me).

Just as I forgive you for not knowing which way to turn, for the troubled inconstancy with which you meet my constant as the pole star gaze. And I know that you understand the demands that places upon me (and so in turn upon you).

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