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Jan 2018
(the)re is
something about the (way) they leave
that recalls (my)soul's eternities
something the (eyes can)not perceive
but is felt in every (hear)t that beats
i feel (you) all ~ c o l l e c t i v e l y
the way my eyes can hear you
mel
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mel
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