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The shape of your soul


in trying to trace the shape of your soul
I find hills, holes and hollows

you are complex, mysterious

I want to explore you
as if you were a strange planet

can I even breathe in your atmosphere
or will I suffocate by beauty

if so
I'll die
~a happy man

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