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That Was Painful


EGO



Our small-town festival arrives

grassy park brimming with friends and townsfolk

children on sugar highs, lips sticky


A youthful co-worker approaches

“Hey!” he says, his chocolate brown eyes

lighting up his already handsome face


My heart goes pitter-patter, how can it not

“Hey to you!”, I chirp, then follow his gaze

to the young woman standing behind me


Oh, right… I have a laugh at my tender ego

give him a quick hug then release him

to the cutie 30 years my junior






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