Get Smart by Ann Privateer

A heart doesn’t know

Only feels, as though

Plugged in to the inescapable

Unaware, incalculable

Your solar twin comes in

And bang, it’s hook

Line, and sinker

You’re gone

On a heavenly holiday

And if it doesn’t work out

Don’t fret, it’s never

Too late to dream of tomorrow.

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