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you let go but my hands are holding on so tight, you could bum this rope and i would still be holding on-
eimaan
SourceLicence:Public domain
you let go but my hands are holding on so tight, you could bum this rope and i would still be holding on-
Someone has walked away, and the speaker can't follow suit. The poem is built on a lopsided picture: one person releases their grip, while the other clings harder than ever. The rope is the bond between them, and the speaker seems to be the only one still pulling on it.
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