Jackson Trune, First Class
By him,
she measured all men,
so that not one could measure up,
for they continued to change,
even as the one she believed to be The One
remained more beautiful in death,
than all the others had in life.
By him,
she measured all men,
so that not one could measure up,
for they continued to change,
even as the one she believed to be The One
remained more beautiful in death,
than all the others had in life.
Too often too true, that. Very good!
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