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She is what I will never be
Consuming my thoughts
Fleeting like the cherry tree
Her eyes enrapture
A prison of my own naivete
Harmless heart-eyes and baseless beauty
Treading the fine line
Between unbreakable stone and fragile ruby
Fir trees blow in bitter notes
Page-by-page of reverie
Every word is blank and ugly
This book of mine
Leather cover cold and bloody
None may ease my mind
Not she, nor her, nor we
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