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It won't make sense

and your emotions will be shot

to the red eyes

and invisible streaks from the hot tears

running down your face


But you'll know

at midnight or nine o'clock

you'll realize

love is out there


Maybe not next to you

maybe a year away

but you know from this feeling

love exists because of the grasp

an angel's touch has pressured


You're not alone completely

for now maybe

but tomorrow no more.


-can't be moved

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