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Journal #5
This perception i called love what did it mean to you who lived inside of me knew the contours of my heart or so I thought This perception i called love did you feel it too the sweet despair, the longing the breathless lungs sweeping away reason This perception i called love was it just a game for you letting the tears fall our hearts, or, my heart aching as life carried you away This perception i called love could it truly be called so when time takes it all away and only memories are left as sweet nothings
real me ,
mlina.
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