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Oct 2020
My mind and me
My feelings I feel. You feel.
Feel me. No matter how much you feel me-you, you still be
You touch me. Fingertips.
You touch me-my heart frisked
You can’t cross over. You, you still be
Okay. Love invited. This thing- I interact my end...
You leave but you-my psyche is
Okay. Okay. You are with me still
You are in me. It’s not you it’s we
Written by
jacob charles
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