A Poem: Perfect

I wish I could meet
The perfect partner for me.
Not actually date them
Or anything, just meet them.

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Yeah that’s how it gets when you get old.

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I like your poems Everhopeful.

They are very honest.

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My solitude was enforced by my mental illness. It was excruciatingly painful for a while, but know I have found other things. I don’t need other people so much.

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My perfect partner is out there and boy is he teasing me! Before I die I want to talk to him face to face!

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