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[his thoughts]

she looked austere

but her thoughts were running wild

like chickens in an open field,

they were running away from the truth

that she was already beautiful

and everything she says is ambiguous and

no, I can’t figure her out

she is not a puzzle

I can’t be in love with a puzzle

can I?

can you ask for love from something

that doesn’t want to breathe?

I would like to know.

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