A mundane thought
Has stretched itself
Into a poem.
A part of me has
Grown wings and
Has set itself aflight.
To settle myself
With a sad song.
The clock has reset.
And
She's all over.
Again!
Your parents fought hard to Settle on a common name for you After your birth. As a compromise your dad Prefixed you secretly after his ex. C...
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