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I’m thinking of ending things—

To rephrase, my relationship with cold

Horrible, unworthy thoughts

That see me simmering, diffused, and hurt.

I’m breaking up with despair,

I’m blocking the blues,

I’m rekindling my romance with love,

And dusting off my dancing shoes.

Destiny’s date is pencilled in,

Followed by my fondue with Joy.

I just hope this time

I don’t get stood up. 

Date submitted: October 5, 2023

Date accepted: October 25, 2023

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