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Jan 2022
My body has become a devout follower of your religion
My mind resists your charms, yet it knows of the power you hold
I cannot dream without want of holding you,
I cannot dream without want of being near you
I cannot dream of sleep, when such reality exists.
Written by
Abbygail Valcourt  22/F/Brooklyn, New York
(22/F/Brooklyn, New York)   
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