Poem: Thoroughly Sotted

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At my age, the silly stuff is supposed to be done.
Solid and staid, that’s the ticket, the myth.
And yet here I am with you, way too in love,
not lost in the stuff, but thoroughly sotted,
full of forevers when you thought that stuff was done,
.passion a memory, safety an impossible dream and likely,
the “in” forever gone from love.

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