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Apr 2019
Will I gain a leverage,
              but be below your gaze,


How can something so levitated
              flow like a river below
  

my feet, yet move me in so many ways.


Your like the wind, always inhaling you
                                               inwards..

But always feeling you caress my face.



Your an enigma of my life, felt within every fibre,
                         but with ever expansion of self


you escape me..
Poetic T
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