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Not losing it?

The aerial dimensions

Of my partner's great pretensions

Put plainly, are the biggest load of rot -

But it's our silly season

And I can't find a reason

For cooling down or even turning hot.

Yet we must expend exertion

To end this mad diversion

Or tie ourselves in one great Gordian knot.

Should we take love as we find it,

Unbend it and unwind it,

Let it go, or bind it hand and foot -

Then lose ourselves - or risk losing the plot?

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