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Poem about find love a second time around |
| Collected Objects of desire Sought after, lusted and prized In time gather dust Replaced, relegated Just another part of a collection To be loved Is to always be included Sought and consulted Shared of warmth and of feeling A part of being Sometimes in life We are objet d'art to the ineffectual selves Smarmed and charmed, blinded Choose carefully what you see and hear Don't become collected! |