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Looking for Mr Right

September 4, 2011

I found Mr Right, several times . . .

. . . turns out I was always Mrs Wrong. 

Always, it was fun,

until of course it wasn’t

and then the next one came along.

 C’est la vie, kids. 

C’est la vie!

So said someone close to me, someone old and dear to me.

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