Leaving Trifles For You and Your Lover: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Poem

I left trifles/
at your door,/
trying 2 stifle/
what hearts yearn 4./

Things for U 2 use/
with your other he/
2 feel safe, unconfused:/
Mr. Lonely./

Enjoy/
that boy.

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