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Jan 7
unwavering affection
stands a quiet loser on the sidewalk
peeling every line and every eye
just to help the mundane person live their daily life
it pedestals and admires
to a stranger who won’t know
paints a photo never taken


unwavering affection
has to fiddle and can’t sit still
a boiling *** of water never stopped to simmer
bubbling over but
never erupting
Foogle
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