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Astra Jul 2019
A poem of my mind,

people only know how you feel if you speak it,
speaking my feelings is a sin,
one can not commit,
not even to you,
the one I wish could understand it without even a lick of my lips,

I wish you could get it,
yet I know no one can understand that I can never be it
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