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Perhaps there is another kind of writing, I only know this one: in the night, when the fear does not let me sleep. -F.K.

4.09.2019

ode to joy

a surging and
undeniable
filling with joy
in your presence
seeing you
are beautiful
and I
am still in love
endures
and
my heart
is alight
Posted by Jason at 4:31 AM

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