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Draw Four

And then she played her 

‘Uno Reverse’ card on me

and I started to realize 

how terrible it is

to have your lover write 

heartbroken poetry 

about you.


She always did 

beat me at that game. Uno.


And,


She always did 

write better poetry than I. 


At least I am better

at holding onto hope 

when I should let go 

then she is . . . 


Draw Four, Sucka. 


CH 1/31/26

 
 
 

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