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Aug 2016
I don't know how to love
without wanting more.

I don't know how to swim
when there is no shore.

I don't know if there's an after
when the present is sculpted from before.

I won't know love
if love is nothing but lore.
Written by
ryn  πŸ‡ΈπŸ‡¬
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