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infatuation and madness.

as i dare to imagine

the rewards tied to the risk

of disturbing your orderly

Existence, i hope, i hope

you have considered my bid

for the thousandth part

of your thoughts while

we are at this point, no longer

strangers, but not yet anything

else.

this could very well be the

Disturbance our universe

has been waiting for

on tippytoes

The End

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