i've heard a thousand
stories
that nearly
all end the same.
betrayal, lies. infidelity, etc.
what once was love
is now
paper in the wind.
ashes
floating skyward
as the love lost
rekindle
their broken hearts
and try
again.
it's like a script was written
and followed
through
by a variety of actors,
men and women alike.
stagehands too.
no one
is immune, live long enough
and the stage
will appear in each
and every room.
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