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Yes Dear
i chitter i chatter words ideas come from my mouth changes i want to make things i want to do together he sits a befuddled look upon his face then says... yes dear our usual response now to keeping peace...yes dear his time approaches when he thinks i need a change in my life this should go here that should go there where can i put mine i sit here with a pained expression on my face...yes dear our usual response now to keeping peace...yes dear we spend time talking about our coming adventures he wants to go there i want to go here where do we go he suddenly looks at me i suddenly look at him...yes dear our usual response now to keeping peace...yes dear there is an adjustment to our lives we both agree our personalities our patterns developed styles adopted we think about this but when voiced all we can say is...yes dear our usual response now to keeping peace...yes dear Vote for this poem
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