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Passion

I want to feel some passion. It is something I can no longer ration. Fiery has been confined Deep in my unconscious mind. Oh key to unlocking my desire, What is it that you require? Are you a tangible object, Or something I can’t detect? Without passion I shall remain Living life in the slow lane. Waiting for the perfect key To set my feelings free.
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Dec 5, 2011
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