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This Love
part V

I feel like a foreigner,
      I don’t belong here.
What is this that I crawl on, --
all this fluff,             
      a cloud?
        “That is my shroud.”
Almighty, 
    In this love,
        I was buried alive. 
There’s been a mistake,
            I was taken 
to paradise,
    because she paralyzed
        me with her eyes.
It’s too crowded here
          and oddly,
I miss 
  my body.
“All right then...
          awake!”

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