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What happens when the sex stops?
I really should give up on this life,
Not this living kind
but this loving kind.
It's self-evident that we two together,
Won’t make love last forever.
I really should give up on this life,
Not our once harmonious kind
but this blaming whoever, whenever kind.
Paraphrasing Sir Issac, our actions
create opposite and unenviable reactions
I really should give up...
Thursday 13th April 2023 10:48 am
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