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Jul 2016
An inebriated form of affection
, Adornment
, Obsession
No, not obsession

Euphoric admiration
, Belonging
, Destined
Yes, destined

This destined affection
Collides on precisely given moments
When not even planned

A call to arms from within
, Inside the belly of the beast
, The ultimate boon
No, not the ultimate boon

This charismatic inflection
between these Fated Fools
once sparked now fade

Yes
, a refusal to return.
Owen Alasdor
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Owen Alasdor
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