THE END
Sad and somber They sit. Packed in silent, orderly rows. Each waiting … For the call to the box. Preset answers so preset questions Then …… With the stroke of a pen Divorce granted! End to love, hopes and dreams. End to a live known. Not wanted on each of those White, Wedding Days. But granted expeditiously to all who sits, Sad and somber, Waiting.
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