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Picking up the pieces of this modern Earth

Picking up the pieces of this modern Earth,

maybe it is fine that I am just okay.

Everything is relative and relatives are not :)

but you would be my lover and we'd always stay this way!

 

Quatrains are my thing but one is not enough, alas!

And I won't pray the strain away nomore.

You could be my stalker, and I'm sure you're nonetheless

or relatively relative at war...

 

Relatively relative at war

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