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Distortion

It’s when I’m almost getting to the point where I’m not thinking about you, my heart fights to forget the idea of the existence of a perfect human on this weird wicked planet where everyone is just behind maintaining relationships for benefits.

It is a struggle then to not go and find the photograph where the sunlight falls on your face at such an angle that the lens embraces the flare lightning up your smile.

Time seems to stop or rather run without any notice, words flowing out of me effortlessly as if they knew how to express themselves whereas I struggle to keep myself from you, again.

But, I’ve not seen your picture today. At least, not yet.

 
 
 

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