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Radhica Kumar Apr 2020
Fif-ty-steps, it only takes three syllables for me to see you.
Breath, it only takes three muffled breaths to prepare myself as I look at you.
Beats, it only takes three fast beats for me to know how much I longed for you.
Three years, that it took me to realize what I feel for you.
I-don’t-know
I-don’t-know
But it only takes three words for me to say I-like-you.
written in the year of 2017

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