Only Fools Fall in Love on a Friday

They long for romance
And yet remain reticent
A folly all too common
Among our men and women

Who forget there was once a time
When freedom was frowned upon
O, how imperceptive are our ladies and gentlemen?

We cannot master our essence
So we imagine it easier to subdue others
Casting nets to catch our fancy’s best
Only to enslave ourselves

Always under the impression our needs are the cause of things
Often missing a truth in plain sight
That our needs are in fact the effects of the things themselves

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