My Crush

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I lie here and wonder
I wonder about us
Where do we lie
What do we hold
I believe something
Must exist.

We only have yet to turn it
From what I see
We blow like the wind
A light breeze.

We go round
Like the seasons
Since we first began
To bloom with passion
And only hope.

To wonder who this crush might be…

Will we blossom and flourish
For seasons to come?

 

 

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