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May 31
I hold my breath to breathe of your essence
To request your appearance in my presence
To get that rush, that dopamine high
Whenever you and I meet outside of my mind

I see you from a far and it makes me smile
Even when we don't talk, it's all the worth while
When I think of what to say, words always fail me
So I forego the chance to talk to you on a daily
Isingoma Alpha
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Isingoma Alpha  18/M/On your mind
(18/M/On your mind)   
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