Mortal

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Sometimes I slow down

let the world catch up with me.

Yet when I do this

the world moves a little fast 

and floods me with emotion.

It makes me tear up

because my body cannot contain it.

I need to express it

for it is love in our world

and love in our world is great

and hate in our world is finite.

So I slow down 

and the love floods me.

It makes me tear up

because my body cannot contain it

because I am mortal.

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