Hard to fathom is the feeling
No idea on what I am dealing
Alike sensation in every beginning
Why does it keep on happening
I thought the next time would be different
An anonym unseen to adherent
Might be considered as natural sentiment
Not just something that can be lent
Gives relief to the broken
Every you stands as a token
It was never chosen
Instead the answer of when
Unique at all times
Gratified when it arrives
Affect every aspects of lives
Navigator in any drives
Each I has a you
Each you has an I with temporary two
I holds the decision that is true
Old is always the best new
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POM POEMS
PoetryFeelings turned into words; squeezed from experiences (FINISHED since these were the thoughts from my young mind)
