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Wedding Ring

I was at the bank vault a few days ago
Looking for my passport
Found my wedding ring in the process
Damn, it still fits

Been married for eons
All the love a man can muster
But that fucking ring
A symbol of ball and chain

No artifical statements of claim
No religious crap around my neck
No posturing for the public
Private man, depth of field


Written by PoetSpeak
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