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Mar 2015
Our thoughts, buzzing.
Feelings, bumbling.
The passion, stirring.
It's around us.
We know it's there.
We feel it coursing through our veins.
We let it take its path.
Yet, we can't grasp at it.
It's intangible.

Written by
Barry  The Void
(The Void)   
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