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𝐹𝑒𝑒𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠

Sitting near the edge of bridge
Yet I was crossing it.
As the sun was setting,
There was something

else that was rising inside me

The feelings were unknown and new
And I was enjoying it
Every different smile of mine

Was always hiding something else behind it

Every time your gazes met mine
A different tinge of feelings were
Flickering inside me.

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