My Desk

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His intellectual fortitude places me in childish wonder,
I chew his words to discern a tasteless gesture,
Friendship is flavorless in immature adoration,
I await his sympathetic stickiness to release me.

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Mar. 18, 2016 at 10:27 am
This poem made me think about my past. But I cant help but wonder what the inspiration was to this poem.
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