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And after all this time ,
when I’ve become
so used to his presence ,
so used to having him around ,
and when to feel his presence in my life doesn’t startle me all of a sudden anymore ,
when today being near to him doesn’t make my hands go cold and numb anymore ,
doesn’t make them sweat and tremble anymore ,
doesn’t make them weightless anymore ,
doesn’t make my heart race fast anymore ,
doesn’t make me
overwhelmed with nervousness anymore ,why , today out of the blue ,
my soul felt it all over again ?
Why once again ?Why is it all happening once again ?
Like I’m falling in love for the first time again ?×××××××××××××××××××××××××××××××
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into her phenakistoscope
Poetry«« when her life was at a halt , an illusion of motion was created and in her dreamlike state , her reality and her imagination met and gave her a blurred vision , her phantasmagoria took birth where her soul saw dreams of a...