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Not bitter at all...

"No, not bitter at all!" He said,
Scuff of the toe, flick of the head.
Two nods, an uneasy sigh,
Turn on the heel and brisk goodbye.

Streetlamps cut through chill of dusk
While, striding through the shrivelled husks
Of hoar-rimmed leaves, he paces back
And forth, a lonely, bitter track.

"No, not at all!", his mind echoed,
While ever back and forth he strode;
"I hope you find love ever more
In the heart of your precious whore."
Written by Misconducted
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