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My obsession...

When I first saw her, she was like an enemy infront of my eyes, As I kept growing in her presence and understanding her,she became my obsession, For I grew old in love and young in hatred, For she became my source of life, Like the freshness of the ocean she purely remained in my thoughts, For I without her I am purely dehydrated, For at night she becomes my own vission and at daylight she becomes my ambition, For she became my need of life and love, For she is truely my determination of love..
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Sonnet #001

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