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Mar 2014
Since the day I met you
I've failed to flow rationally.

You challenge my mind
(One of few, my dear),
Yet you play with my heart.

I don't know if you know this
yet
but I would happily turn our jokes
of love and marriage,
our hypothetical daydreams,
Into reality
-should society permit.

But I know these dreams:
my happy nights;
your morning messages,
they are just dreams.

And without you,
I must learn to flow
like I did before.
This is unedited, possibly *******-, but everyone needs an outlet
Isabelle Hampshire
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Isabelle Hampshire  Rome
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