They went home together,
and each and every,
night with many more there after.
Filling each and each alone,
never having met such wit as his,
was his alone,
going home,
and always looking back,
with a fresh white smile from ear to ear.
Any having heard one word from such as his,
and his alone, they held each other off,
except for..............words that never came,
again like his, I would feel alone.
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