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June Feb 2021
falling under your spell
like an insect attracted to light

catching feelings
like people are catching flights

getting attached to you
like a limpet sticks to a dogs fur

breaking like a branch
hitting the ground after a big storm

empty like a dried up river
gone to ruin from unrelenting heat
That's what happens every single time - it's like an never ending circle

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