A cloud of doubt,
A fog of weakness,
A tired mind,
left defenseless.
The hours tick by,
The charade continues,
The smile persists.
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A cold foot,
A warm smile,
A fond farewell.
A night snuggled,
With something small and stuffed,
A big bed,
room for rent.
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