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Thursday, February 18, 2021
Love-starved Poet
Time to spit it out:
While you were whiling
Time away trying
To find those perfect
Fixings to complement
A charmed life lived
To the fullest, the missing
Ingredient was always
There on the tip
Of your tongue,
Salivating.
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