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Aug 2022
When your beautiful soul glows,
My heart feels whole;
So my love for you blossoms and unfolds,
It’s impossible to control

You speak the thoughts in my head
Like we met and intertwined before
In every past life and henceforth,
you’re just so wonderful and I want more

My skull is the garden;
From which your seedlings sprout
I feel you in every ray of sunshine,
Emitting throughout

Every cloud in the sky that pours,
Every droplet of rain in the storm,
That nurtures my soil and brings to form;
My flourishing broccoli fields galore
Cunning Linguist
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Cunning Linguist  28/M/An illusion of reality
(28/M/An illusion of reality)   
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