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February 15, 2016

i love myself

not knowing what love is

to have and have not seems like shoestring in knots

apair of shoes

one or two

is in shambles

not knowing feelings are hurt

clothes are worn

heart mels with lust

sadnesss ocurs

i love myself

not knowing what love is

a human flesh in body

like a small thread

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