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Torn
by
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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