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Jan 2016
Oh love! From you I've learned to love
And to hate so intensely
That it scares me
To breathe. To take in another part of you.

But I also understand. But so fiercely, my love for you.
Oh love, I understand. That no matter how
Perfectly red the rose looks
It can never wish for it's thorns to wither away.
Kenēn
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Kenēn  Japan
(Japan)   
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