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Oct 2019
They asked me to describe
This feeling
That dominates my very soul
But you see
It's kind of-
Sort of-
It's like the heat waves of-
Some eternal flame
A dove-
That flies just in front of the sun
It's like a slipping rope
That makes you take hold of-
Everything and nothing
It seems to be void of-
Deprived of-
Bereft of-
Logic
Reality
Sensibility
But like the stars above-
It can chart your course
Into unknown terrains
And even as I speak
I fall short of-
This abstruse feeling
Called love

<3
10/30/2019
Kirsten Claire
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Kirsten Claire  19/F/Utah
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