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Posted: November 3, 2013 in Poetry
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crowded city

Stuck, thinking
to my self
it/s not worth the pain
though some moments
are an even exchange
those that chance
the bluest flame
in fact
by will alone I
rearrange to assimilate
following her scent
crawling on our knees
yet, don/t repent
finding God
to lose my self
to have someone
to find
discovery reminds
that levitation
is occurring
dropping feet
back on the ground
do not want
to turn around
will walk away
like it is
not happening.

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