CXXXVI

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It is all frustrating—

time

sleep

thoughts

about you

my head aches. pounds in surrender

i miss every part. every grin. every touch

my soul yearns for all of you


Come back to me

sooner than later

unexpectedly instead of planned

take my breath away and pull me in so close that in comparison to you

and by strikingly kind force sweep me by storm and hold me in the cold.


-come back


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