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One more glance

and I might fall deep,

one more smile,

and I might go sober.

One more sign

and I might believe,

one more hint,

and I might perceive.

From neutral to complicatedness,

now becomes a familiar feeling.

It strikes without a notice,

and meddles your mind like muddling.

-March 2020

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