If only this one time affection can be measured,
then I'll listen and close my eyes in rapture.
For I have been lost in the middle of the woods,
in a place I don't know where to stand.
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My Fallen Affection
Poetry#5 Wordsofwisdom #4 Writings As blissful as I should be and living with extravagant dreams, I yearn and howl for a series of sensations, and peregrinates with vivid imaginations.
