26.2: A Haiku

It seems all these words
Tall, Dark and Most Unworthy
Are solely for you

Know that You, Tempter
With fair, yet transparent shell
Are hollow to me

The blush as I stare
Just as hotly checks my soul
Which has sent you off

Precious are these times
So I cast my eyes away
Miles and miles away

Had I spare minutes
I'd give account to your loss
It goes on and on

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