it is within
the late-night wanderings—
the timeless writings—
the sleepless sufferings—
that I found myself.
17 // poetry
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like a butterfly.
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kisses me like.
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what it was like.
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to those who love love.
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all the words I cannot say.
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tell me I'm not.
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what is love.
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to meet me here.
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one word in return.
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why he's crying.
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in the flower fields.
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you are my.
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summer sun.
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simplicity.
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finding happiness.
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never enough.
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a million years.
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la vie en rose.
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this poem.
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beautiful.
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dream.
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wish, genie.
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love was nostalgia.
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or was it.
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your diary.
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good-bye, I never loved you.
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i love you.
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unashamed.
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people come and go.
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if i can't see you, i'll dream.
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loving you first.
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it must be so.
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I'm in love with someone else.
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inexplicable lie.
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to find myself.
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unknown longing.
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like a drug.
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物の哀れ (mono no aware).
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seeing the photos.
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I don't know why I'm alive.
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bipolar.
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lonely questions.
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of choices and sorrows.
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hate that I love you.
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more and more.
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you're holding on too tightly.
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hurt by.
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who cares?.
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love comes quickly.
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you, like me.
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first love.
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memorized you.
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accusation.
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love at the hundredth sight.
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sun, moon, earth.
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it doesn't matter.
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beginnings.
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the sparks.
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alone.
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relationships.
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little bird.
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echo.
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sea at sunset.
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whispers.
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seeds.
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like the wind.
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the road.
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Opportunities missed.
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