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Solitaire
Solitaire, I'm all too aware of you.. Your presence annoys me, but will not employ me tonight... Another friend will attend to my needs.. A tried and true friend will enroll my evening delight... Loneliness, You're nothing less than a blessing.. You drive me to drink from the well of a poetic pen... Writing words not heard, but recorded in verse.. befriending my pen to the end... |