'Pluck the prepositions from your poetry',
I postulated.
'Quit procrastinating',
He proclaimed.
'And print your potty ponderings'.
'Please be pragmatic,
Don't pre-determine this potentiality'.
'I am patient'.
He said, while poisoning
The pommegranate seeds
With Love..
And planting them.
In my previously protected
Heart.
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