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...upon the sigh of her drunken breath...

     "Time be given,
     Life be shared,
     Wealth be stolen,
     Love be spared...

     Lost upon a dour evening or
     sold around the square,
     a kiss, a room,
     and the Devil may care.

     Ghost words to a stolen love story.
     So shall we leave..."

...all she did was wait...


                                               ...Toffears