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I said I need a different forum for this.
I have one.
It's here, it's you.
I'm overly poetic.
I'm overly dramatic.
But I don't care, it's mine.

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Something new.
You are something new.
Yet, this is something I have had before.
I know it's cryptic; simply unavoidable.
I'm not sure where to go from here really.
I count to five to focus on the task at hand.
I count to five, but some times it's just not enough.

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Maybe I'm so much in love with the secrets of the universe that I miss the substance of things.
Maybe I'm so much in love with you that I miss the substance of things.
Maybe that's true.

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I made changes to what was here because it was significant to do so.
I also didn't save the text.
That was intentional.

Obviously.

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I can't help but notice you're still there.

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