Fluctuate.

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I still don't know if it was love or infatuation,
I still can't find the reason why it feels so invincible,
I guess that's the reason which is making me scribble all my thoughts down here, my only escape.
You wanted to become a part of my poem more than my life,
And now you are all over my page.

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