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Jul 2014
You lock your desire inside and
I hate how you do that
I know you see me, and
you have for the past seven months
Now why must we be
separate as isles in the sea?
You remember how I told you
what you were to me
Blissful time passes and
We do as well
How I yearn for the moment you
lift the rusty metal off your door
to let me in

-cj
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   Ariel Baptista
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