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A tornado of emotions,

Kept me off my feet,

Is my head way too heavy?

It's floating below my knees,

Nobody's hand so long,

Or so strong,

To hold me, pull me, hug me,

But sure do they have,

Large lips, twisted tongues,

Kissing and hissing,

My naive ears,

"All you need to do is to live,

Live like there's no pain,

Live smiling indefinitely,

Live and just live."

 

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