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My Entity
Wherever I go,
there you are.
I see you
in stormy skies.
I feel you
in twilight.
I smell you
among the pines.
I hear you
whispering at night.
I taste you
in the words of every love poem.
You are nowhere to be found,
yet always around.
My entity,
you are the part of me I long to set free.
Monday 29th July 2019 3:50 am
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