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Mar 2014
Starting, all of a sudden, an easy, yet challenging win
I just can't comprehend what went down,
how this could have been,
slightly more brown of skin,
just what, why the gown
or why this dress?

I started it, now she started it, I guess
we're starting something.
This girl, she is a work of art and I don't want
any less than every part

I've dreamt of this to occur,
thousands and thousands of times before
never ever did I expect, even more, this,
for some way to connect
hardwired, complicated structures, not just blending, but
melting together, but this is just, possibly, the
start.
I hope I can, for just once, not be the coward I always am.
At least the view is pretty, I'm so shallow and vain.
Daan
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Daan  Belgium
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