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I take one look at you, your curves sliding from left to right, 2 parentheses on either side. Your independence strikes me. I like it. Constant. Never changing. But everything has 2 sides and your dependent variable runs across the board as wild, changing what’s real and what’s not so sometimes it seems you’re just imaginary and I go insane trying to figure you out. 1 + 1 is supposed to equal 2 So why is it love + love = 1 and you and I equal none? The same thing, same values, we cancel each other out. Even though they force us together we continue to run parallel, refusing to be with each other at any angle. Ever. Math. This problem won’t work out.
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hawaiian_poet27
I really like this poem... :)

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