Need to be dropped, stopped and blocked,
From anyone who regarded them as a priority.
The universe bustles with too much life…
To let their continued bickering,
Bring another one strife.
They need to be ‘dusted’.
And pushed to the curb.
To be picked up like garbage,
Along with the other crusted stuff!
Too long rusted.

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