Clever guys

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I was artistic and she was analytical. She considered every angle, I hardly thought things through. We were opposite sides of the same stick. It’s just too bad that we were so far apart. I’d express myself, but all it had seemed to her were ramblings of another artist as she stared at the trees, the children in their uniforms outside the car window. I love too much you see, ignite the flame that is my love and it might burn down a forest or your neighbourhood; you’d grab your kids and photographs. “Yes” is what I’d say, “no” is what she’d reply. Back and forth the debates go. Now I knew why some guys joined the debate team in high school, it was too late for me. They were clever, they knew what awaited them outside… Women, and they were prepared

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