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There’s no correct way

To describe how I feel.

There’s no place for rational thought,

Making it all feel quite unreal.


It punches you in the gut;

With a powerful force.

Yet, it’s soft, and gentle,

Not a hint of being coarse.


And while every word’s already been spoken,

Every thought thought a million times,

It makes no difference when you speak them to me,

My heartbeat still climbs.


While there’s still trouble in explaining

Exactly what’s there,

I hope that it’s known that for you,

I have the utmost of care



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