Sat on a bench could I dare?
Face the day, Eye corner stares
Scrap of paper beside
Faint script hand written blue
Fold hints possible clue
Secret story yet untold
Two words on paper torn
See them still, doubt shorn
The words I will
Benchmarking my courage
Eyes glance locks on paper scrap
Script faded blue, clue in a wrap
Secret untold two word ripped
Imprinted doubt stripped
I will
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