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Searching For Something I Do Not Know
A world in which I try
to become me, not you
nor anyone else I may see Images appear
floating swiftly before my eyes
she holds my eye, my eye so clear
perilous skin I do review
limpid path roams so far away
sweet smelling, your fragrance pure laugh out loud and roll with the flowing seasons
Mirrors For Marceau
Inside out.... a mistake
Silently speaking...I rest
Mistakenly right...a fake
Repeatedly different...I detest

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