Emotion
picture perfect soft smooth beautiful
when l close my eyes its jus you that l see
idears sprout like grass. like lm starering at that glass on which lm seing my own reflection
lts so vivid like the sparkle in the presence of sunlight
like a realised dream that only sees and anticipates only but fluition
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