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Love Poem
May 27, 2016
I never want to do that again.
It started out very comfortable,
the world’s only customized dream.
I did something with it no one else has,
I got married.
This was the time to do it,
I didn't have to focus on anything.
I got a full-time job, and some money to eat.
It took a lot of work.
You could feel it was a one-off design.
It must have been whittled out of
super low generation components.
To be honest, after nearly a decade,
it got damaged and wrecked.
Showed it for the first time,
and I never want to do that again.
© Nicholas K., Weldon Spring, MO
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