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Feb 2021
You're a dangerous
chemical
I'm told.
"Stay away from him"
(Red).

"You are a treasure"
I'm told.
They say my compound
will never mix well
with yours
(Blue).

But the closer
we got,
the more I felt
our electricity.

The moment
your hand gently grazed my cheek
& our lips slowly came together
(Violet).

I knew our elements were
meant to combine.
DElizabeth
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DElizabeth  20/F/mi
(20/F/mi)   
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