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My heart

you were my dējàvu
I was your gladiolus
on a pashmina my dreams were wooven
wishing we could have a pas de deux

rapidly I feel my pleura plunge
then I retreat to plodding
and I surmise
it must be my malevolence in encumbrance

am I displaying bigotry
or stoicism
confusion as the order of the day
I cut my coat giving my heart a second coat

whatever the case may be
I conced
my heart is now chargē dàf-faires
now am back to the drawing board

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It seems to me that you are using what you feel are "odd" and "little known" words withy which you are not very familiar. But I could be mistaken.

"chargē dàf-faires" I fear is totally wrong. It's "charge d'affaires".

I hope you are not offended by my comments.

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