Magnitudes of solitudes summoned through somber attitudes
Grow clear when a row of low loneliness
Cooked, booked and hooked through asinine altitudes
Hit bits and fits of sadness, sickness and saltiness
When neglected names
Decide sides of pride gone for a rude ride
Raise praises and consider claims
For a better bride
To make a new start that signals a smart
Relationship, kinship and courtship
Filled with tills, frills and deals whose art
Shines, dines and wines in a shimmery ship
Sailing to suave sands where bands
Equipped with beeps, tips and sweeps
Teeming with tranquility, temerity and tenderness whose glands and brands
In real time trim steams of a past that weeps and drips pesky pips.
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