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Patrick Wood Jan 2019
A foundational love for someone I've only just heard of.
        A generous man,
        Seeing through the ******* of the human facade we put up
        Everyday, core tenants betrayed.
On the ground here, my feelings lay
Naked and flinching, yet so close.
So close to the artificial zenith that we all make in out minds
A treacherous journey that we must go on in order to find
A hidden man in the spirals of our minds.
Find the adjectives of your emotions,
Find the name to the sea your heart swims in,
Find your flaws and likes alike,
        Turn them into loves,
        And remember,
        There’s no right answer.

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