Stay Irate

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STAY IRATE

Is it innocent cues that blinds us

Or the miscues that bind us to fuss

We look each other dead in the eye

All mangled souls no tears to cry

It’s amazing that the innocent can bring love

Not miscues magnified like a single dove

Love as one soon will be great

Till then miscues stand out so we stay irate

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