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I Already Know

Difficult to decipher, you are more than what I’d hoped for and less than what I ask. It’s this space between the time we find ourselves wrapped in one another. We are real and infinite, but the pretense is all wrong. We tangle tongue tied, scrambling for something out of reach. Is this the way it’s supposed to be? Undoubtedly yours, but am I?

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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