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We have lost our sense of corporation. We have lost our ability to cook together Under the Sunday’s rain while Heaven is releasing Its own design of living. We have lost our sense of laughing after a long, long Battle of making love during those sessions of naked photos After that difficult ******. We have lost our feeling of self-worth couple To go out and having a great time on goosing And walking under the cold night. We have lost the letting truth of the Shocking welcome of cheating and who is she or he By the knowledge of God’s growth because By the end of any given day we are going to Understand from a penny a generation must vanish first. We have lost our sweet dream, the games, the thrilled Adventures as far as having a dream suggest nothing Else than bullshits of being old. We have lost our faith, our lifelong partnership of desire For each other, we lost common humor and ground, The easy complication of being again what we were Before.