Reminiscing bygones wasn’t my most favored leisure.
When you stifled me with unfounded veneration’s
It jolted a tortuous remembrance
Back to the arcane Pandora’s box of old.
When tranquility betide the riposte to apiece my questions;
As one vanished into thin air after securing affections.
Now you and your mercurial boots has decamped for a new conquest.
So it seems, kismet has played a herculean trick on me once more.
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