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Parts of My Speech

YOU.
are on my mind.
you
are carefully woven through blinks.
you are between each breath; nestled under beating heart.
you are sounds of rain
the comfort of cover
you are squeals
smirks
fears and Fahrenheit
you are fingers crossed and eyes pressed shut
you are new to me
you are a metaphor for a simile.





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