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You said I was just afraid
For sex is something I must crave
Darling, if this is fear,
Maybe I don't want to be brave
Finding love in simple things
and innocent affection is not a crime
Sloppy kisses and mindless sex
Don't make your love greater than mine
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Foreigners of Reality | Poetry
Poetry❝If we are made of the same energy created in the Big Bang, and have existed ever since, why do we still feel like foreigners of reality?❞
