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Martin H. Tesler

Torn between achieving dreams
Of an unconditioned bliss
And the solace of the refuge
Of a fate with love remiss;
She made her choice—she walked away,
Telling me that I'd be missed;
Then she stopped and turned and glanced my way,
Blowing me that one last kiss.

© Copyright 2003 Martin H. Tesler. All rights reserved.

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