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some days it feels like
all i’m doing is waiting
for the day to be over
and then the next
and the next
and the
but what happens
when I run out of days?
Like a  thought
You stay in my mind
Appealing and welcome
Permanent
Sometimes,  you drift away but then come  right back in

You come to me in a dream too.
Not just when I sleep but when I am wide awake

Like blood,  you gush into my heart
And pump color into my face

Like a smile
You  play on my lips
Linger in the grooves
And become a happy whistle

You  dance in my eyes
And I find you in trees and the sky
In the poem I read
My muse

You have gate crashed my life

And I've got you under my skin
When
You
Seek
Love
With
All
Your
Heart
You
Shall
Find
Its
Echoes
In
The universe
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