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I’m gonna make me a potion of guardrails,

the silver kind that line mountain roads,

and some barbed wire fences, the kind

that shred skin that comes too close.

I’ll put in ravines and chasms and cliffs

so high no one’s ever seen the top.

And I’ll distill it into a single drop

and put it into a crystal vial that fits

in the pocket closest to my heart.

And I’ll sleep with it on my pillow.

And I’ll drink that potion, I swear I will,

if you come one step closer, even in my dreams,

with those tender hands, those lips

so full of kisses, those promises

that it will be different this time.

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