The Letter
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Soup
I said I love you
You sighed
Not now
My laundry is calling
I had call waiting
Forever
My plan expired
My love retired
I sent you a letter
In a painting
A Monet in time
Collage of flowers
Spring time in Paris
I poured the tears
I drank the wine
I yearned
For what else could one do?
No postal codes or postage due
My longing never ends
My heart is at its end
So I buy this postal card
From far away
I will never return
But will you stay?
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