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By the time he was done, she was in hysterics.
To expect this he should have.
Normal was she,
Abnormal was he.
To live with pillows,
And lovey rose glass.
Naive was she,
Shelter was she.
His life rags and mud,
Bug infested, incect swarmed.
Unlike she who wore lovely shoes,
He wore brown dirt and bleeding red.
-Zzil
