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the problem with poets

by emily-burns

his words take my breath away his stars are not my stars and there are worlds in-between so i come back and i sit and trace all the letters slow, slow i let my heart wander just far enough to feel the mountain air singing feels like flying from the pines on the mountain his words take my breath away and i don't mind much
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