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Quatrain of Perfect Choice




Perfect Choice - not so much





Oh, my dear, you were my
perfect choice, I
never saw one
flaw,


Then, you abandoned me,
depression turned
me into an
outlaw.


I tried to steal your heart
and place it right
next to my
infatuation,


I was caught and quickly
jailed - stealing love
is a failed
operation.

Yorktown Disciple
Order # 9052

Quatrain of Perfect Choice - 9052 - Yorktown Disciple
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