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zen and the art of forgetting
it now occurs to me
that i will be truly free
when my obsession mystifies me
as much as it does thee
and, and thee, and thee
then:
one day I didn't believe,
then I met you,
and now I do.
...
now:
I wish I had permission to express how I feel.
But, I don't. So, I won't.
welcome to my life.
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