Fickle Foe
Setting here listening
To the sounds of the
Music that flows from
My computer
Contemplating the
Strangeness of human
Relationships
How one day it all can
All but disappear almost
With out a single trace of
Ever existing
How the heart can love one
Day and hate the next
Human emotions are a very
Fickle foe
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