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Sep 2019
I smell perfume in the air
on your breath
in your hair
I will myself
to embody
mind and soul
fervor--full
heavy lashes
flutter faulty flicks
hang my out heart
just for kicks
your disposition
counteracts
a weak proposition
I am the mist
the morning dew
arrive like clockwork
the mourning due
kaycog
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