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Feb 2015
I am not all too sure
Of the point at which
Night turns bright
To morning twilight
All I know
In this hour of twenty-three minutes
Past four
Is solid fact that keeps
Me awake in wonder;
I have only now come to see
A mind like yours
(Correction - your mind. Singular.)
Is unlike any I have explored
If you'd forgive me for not seeing so
Sooner
I hope you'd allow me a tour
(It's perfectly okay if not. I only feel as though you and I - we could be more.)
Late night/early morning thoughts
Hannah Beth
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Hannah Beth  Ireland
(Ireland)   
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