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November 15, 2012
Passions flared and tempers flew.
You blamed me and I blamed you.
A vitriolic rendezvous
Was the conversation between us two.

Grievances aired, pride intact,
We both claimed our share of fact.
Neither party did retract
The words with which our arguments smacked.

However, after tempers cooled
And threads of anger were respooled,
No pools of tears were even pooled.
The fire of love had been refueled.


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