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I forgot how much I loved these.
I'll always know my love for soccer,
My love for music;
But I had forgotten about my love for the other arts.
The ones that captivate me and leave me breathless.
And with-in only seconds, I'm lost in them.
Swirling around in happiness and bubblying over in wonder,
I'm struck in awe by my own rearing joy.
And then with-in moments, I lose them.
Left to sit and wait for a seemingly endless time for them to arise once more.
They're a lot like you, really.
"There is a girl who still writes you. She doesn't know how not to." - Sarah Kay
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