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Apr 2014
"I have began to spiral into such uncharted sorrow;
I have began to fall in love with you,
More and more,
Over and over again,
Every night.
And by the light of daylight,
I have come to love you anew.
I have began to fall into your quiet glances,
I have began to fall into your tiredness.
Your late night whispers and your haunting hands.
Yes, I have began to fall in love with you,
In the absence of daylight,
At the dose of your secret eyes."
Yet now your happiness has become a demon,
And I solemnly fear I will never sleep again.
WCA
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