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I don't know what it is,
or why I feel this way.
I yearned for love for so long,
yet nothing worked out.
But maybe, just maybe,
we can make it work together.
Not just from our love for each other,
but from our pain too.
The wild mind’s brave paths
Overgrown with lianas
Rough terrain for sloths
I have so much creative potential…
still, I waste a lot of time, doing absolutely nothing.
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