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For every song that sings the praise of love another one resounds with ache and stress. Those fortunate should thank the stars above while some recite a chorus of duress. Relationships are heart and soul of life consume each day and willfully the night selection of a husband or a wife a blessing, or a blight if not done right. What recipe recursive for success? Is formula or magic spell required? Leave ample time to all mistakes redress a lifetime compromise is much desired. The fickle part of marriage is romance. It takes hard work to give love half a chance.
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Mar 3, 2025
Mar 3, 2025 at 3:07 PM UTC
Half a Chance: A Sonnet
For every song that sings the praise of love another one resounds with ache and stress. Those fortunate should thank the stars above while some recite a chorus of duress. Relationships are heart and soul of life consume each day and willfully the night selection of a husband or a wife a blessing, or a blight if not done right. What recipe recursive for success? Is formula or magic spell required? Leave ample time to all mistakes redress a lifetime compromise is much desired. The fickle part of marriage is romance. It takes hard work to give love half a chance.
June, 2023
phil-lindsey
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Mar 3, 2025
Mar 3, 2025 at 3:07 PM UTC
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