Sta.sh
sometimes,
in the midst of all
the rambling,
the truth finds its way
into the crevices
of your larynx,
sometimes,
when I can't find my way,
I'll look for another
in the very same place
where I found you,
do heart and soul ever truly combine
to form a consensus
on the feelings I have,
or will the mysteries always remain
a mystery?
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