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She lived in one country,
I in another, hanging on each word of love she'd utter.
Words wrapped in a money request
to be sent
at her dire behest!
I gave and gave
till I felt like a slave
yet kept on going
a blind man
ignorant in his towing.
Days turned into years
and years into more years
but I stood hopeful
they were merely stairs
leading to our betrothal.
Oh, how her photos teased and pleased!
I was captured by a future bride's ecstatic smile.
While all along
she was marching down
a different aisle!
Now I'm left with just
a sackful of letters and photos,
her whereabouts unknown
and another bittersweet memory
for me to own!
