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Jul 2014
You have taken my mind
Stolen my heart
And collected my soul

You are pumping through my blood
Whittled into my bone
And inscribed on my skin

You haunt my waking hours
Ghosting among the numbers
Hidden within the harmonies
Tucked between the letters and rhymes

You occupy
My sleeping minutes
Though tonight I have none
LittleFreeBird
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