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Dear Temporary Bliss, I Sense a Shift Amidst When I No Longer Crave Your Embrace or Your Kiss Reaching For The High Hanging Fruit Wet Behind The Ears, "Know It All" Youth Suspicion Birthed By Intuition Mercury Retrograde Enhanced Mis-communication What A Situation I Have Found Myself In Barely Hanging On to the Rope of Tolerance Patience Account In Overdraft and Fading Thin But The Wife In Me Will Surely Win! Silence is Loud When Truth is Eluded Fruit Picking Like an Opportunist to Opportunities You Can Fool Them, But You Can't Deceive Me For You See The Crone in Me Knows The Truth Her Flaming Torch Will Be Your Retribute! The Lord Who Came First Has Long Departed Leaving Behind an Amateur Who Can't Grasp How This Situation Started Masked Grandeur In A Truth Parade Is It Me or Yourself You are Trying to Persuade? Sorry, Not Sorry!, I'm Not Drinking Your Sour Lemonade Your Version, Illusion of Love Has Left Me Bored My Time, My Energy and Sanity You Cannot Afford No Regrets At All for The Time Invested It's Just That You're Not My Type and I'm Not Interested!

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Book: Shattered Sighs