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A poem as a Panacea

Suicidal, reclining on a sofa
Gazing at his partner’s photo,
A handsome friend of mine I got
He was by an overwhelming love smote.

To optimize hers and his pleasure to trim
She opted suddenly to desert him.

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“An attractive girl sweet-talked me into love,
She playacted as one sent from ab...

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