poem
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I could write a sonnet for her That would wax lyricalOn how she smells like home.
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Why is itThat I can work next to herWithout war breaking out between usBut when I try with youI can’t help but make myself small to accommodate you?
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Who am IAm I the bird in the sky?But birds live in cages too.Am I the tree in the forestA delicate balance of give and takeBut trees don’t go anywhere.Am I a cloud, ephemeralHere one minute, gone the nextOnly to appear once conditions are right again?
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I have lovedAnd I have lostThe cycle continuesNo end, no respiteBut I must walk the pathFor the only way forwardIs through.
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You and I, we have a strange relationship.You bark, I crowYou scream, I snapYou push, I pullAnd the threads still stay strong.
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Hugs and kissesAn alien concept for meUntil I made the mistake ofTelling you this and youTook it upon yourselfTo teach me how to giveAnd accept a hug and a kiss.
tales of Suchita 