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The illogically blooming devotion
for a stranger who seems so alike;
the dispelling of unknown repression
an obstruction to truly feeling alive;for a stranger blossoms love so unlike
never felt beyond dreamy concoctions;
but life is a dream and waking divides
the reality from wishing imaginations;and so dissipates smoky delusions:
from stranger danger a true surmise;
playing a game of Masked Emotions
wherein only a barren heart survives.༺✿༻
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