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May 2018
I draw all the time.
Not using paper.
Nor a pen.

Lines
Lines
Lines
Lines

That all I can seem to draw.

Lines
Lines
Lines

In till I have no more room.

Lines
Lines

Going every directions.

Lines

In till I see her.

She what I have longed for,
she everything I needed.
Nothing
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