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Monday, November 4, 2019

Common Ground

Marbled halls lead
to Common Ground.

I hear You declare,
"It's not unusual
to be loved
by anyone."

I walk through
teak walls,
glass doors,
A cat walk,
to Amille's.

I hear You again:
"It is unusual
for me to say this."

I'm in love with you.

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