As not of a poet, I can’t help but to express my pain,
The pain of no love.
How long can I watch others dwindle in each other?
How long can I imagine my perfect one?
Dance around with him in complete lonliness.
Though it just a illusion I put upon myself,
I wish for once fiction and non-fiction would swich for one day.
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