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To Be Or Not To Be The End

When Mr Darcy brought my hand to his lips Drenched in sweet longing before the scale tips I, fraught with naivety and desire Held trust cast into the furnace of mire Dear friend, two offspring, a dog and a cat In our fineries we waltzed to 'Take That' Unbeknown to me, alas we were three Lipstick etched upon my fine filigree Teeth gnashing, I challenged indiscretion He dismissed my genteel inquisition Contact made with a bedpan appliance Hence, now divorced in act of defiance Dear reader, this ends with no tale of woe On the dating app, I curtsey and go

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Date: 1/31/2025 12:32:00 PM
Congratulations on your win, WJ! You have told your story so succinctly yet so poetically with strong word choices and vivid expression! I love the last line as it show your resolution of this crushing situation. Off you go, indeed! Blessings for a new life!
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W J Clarke
Date: 2/3/2025 12:08:00 PM
Thank you so much Sam for your encouraging detailed comments and for taking the time to read my work. It really means a lot to me :-)
Date: 1/16/2025 9:03:00 AM
WJ - had me revisiting this write a few times - that's a good thing!
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W J Clarke
Date: 1/16/2025 1:06:00 PM
Thank you Craig. A really nice surprise and compliment. I really enjoyed crafting this one :-)

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