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show me better.

“show me better,” you might say. “show me better than this that’s left and all that’s now gone.”

“show me better, for this is not what i want.”

and you’ll have to listen closely for the reply, barely a whisper in the quiet, an echo to your cry:

i’ll show you better, even as i tempt your worst.

but you’ll have to show me, first.

show me better than what you have left.

i can show you better. and you’ll have to go first.