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I'm 50% hoping
That you find this,
Someday, Miss.
And 50% hoping
That you never do.
That you never know the truth.
And all the feelings
And thoughts
I'll
Never
Directly
Tell you...

#0- Invocation and Dedication to the Muse.




[Used to hate poetry, because I was always so bad at it as a kid. But someone special to me really likes it... So here I am, trying to figure this poetry thing out, while I try to figure out some other things too. A poem a day--for however long it takes. It's quickly becoming a diary in poetic form! And, yes. I'm an anachronistic mess. Come watch me struggle]!

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