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Wed, 02/28/2018 - 21:56 -- puffin

All this time, and I still can't fathom
How inveterately gentle you are;
You are an impossible amalgam,
A sundry of delightful examplars.


With soft words and a sonorous message,
You uplift my head and attention.
For once, I feel each cog in the assemblage,
Empathy bleeding beyond comprehension.


Tears catch in a grin,
The world thrums in concordance.
I know so little, to my chagrin,
But I'm grateful for this chance.


I won't forfeit peacefully,
That I'll ensure.
I may have arisen arbitrarily,
But I won't leave obscure.

This poem is about: 
Me

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