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Apr 2017
Perfection.
The common ground to most,
the ideal noun.
As we lay, this is the word I think of,
perfection.
But you have a different word,
a word very far from what I imagined,
and life begins to once again reveal its true colors.
My vision blurs as silence fills the air,
and we drift to sleep.
somberbitch
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somberbitch  25/F/Michigan
(25/F/Michigan)   
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