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I long for... You. The inevitable, intangible You. The one I cannot touch, The one I do not know... You exist only in my mind. But out of the trillions of men Existent in the world... My idea of perfection Is... In  all actuality... A reality. Right?
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Jul 30, 2014
Jul 30, 2014 at 11:25 PM UTC
Queries of Phrenic Adulation
I long for... You. The inevitable, intangible You. The one I cannot touch, The one I do not know... You exist only in my mind. But out of the trillions of men Existent in the world... My idea of perfection Is... In  all actuality... A reality. Right?
ashley-williams
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Jul 30, 2014
Jul 30, 2014 at 11:25 PM UTC
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