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its a everyday addiction,

this thing I feel.

born to Fly like birds who Soar in the sky

to ultimately end up High, on Cloud 9.

its a movement in many ways.

a dance of Laughs, Cries, and Smiles,

that caress me.

engulfs me completely

to gently rise.

its a Game

I have to strategically play,

getting inside the others head.

hating to love the Mystery.

but with each look

free falling.

it's a book never written.

the stories untold.

Ink or Lead never laid on Paper

nothing to behold.

its truth never considered lies.

mortal eyes never comprehend.

Love.

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