Each serves a different function. Each does things for her that she needs.
Each offers a separate fulfillment. A separate completion.
To her intricate life.
When one is used up she sends him away.
When one uses her up he goes on his way.
Either way there is a new opening. A need that is now not being filled.
It is complex at times, but, actually, quite simple.
She is a user and is in turn used.
And she lives this way.
Pity those who seek and cannot find.
It is there but they are blind.
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