Immerensis
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/ih-muhr-en-sis/ • noun
The maddening inability to understand why someone loves you- that although you hear theirs words and feel their emotions, you think about who you are and can't fathom the thought that people love you unconditionally. As if you are a con-artist whose days are numbered.
-first attempt at poetry-
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