(This is not poetry)
but a declaration of
No smoking, no
alcohol, and no
sex for the next
eighty nine days.
And I'm up
for the challenge!
I wish i could say
this sacrifice
is for some great unrequited
love (that'd be too late now)
or the sort; but no, it's not.
It's for something much
more profound.
(But not impossible.)
Just little sacrifices, really
for some little favors. Oh God,
hear me out.
And so,
for the next three
months, chocolates
are not the only
temptation.
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