You're sweet and charming, my dear Enrique
Your words had me come here and take a peek
For too long I've been away
And thought it wise to come out and play
While away, I have absorbed
But not enough and I can't ignore
That which calls me leads me astray
So once again, I will go away
There are choices we must make
I have made mine and I must partake
Albeit shant be here
Never far away...always near
Here is a choice that I leave for you
You can, if you wish, grab the pool stick and hit the cue
To lead this group, I know you'll do
But again the choice is up to you
Should your words find me once again
I will return as I am your friend ~ Typed Jan. 27, 2014 8:43 p.m.EST
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