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When I am stressed, I write poetry.  It feels good to do short pieces, blurbs about emotions, tag lines about the world.

Love

For every moment you miss it,

Someone in it struggles

To meld with a soul hidden,

Those who say

It is easy

Are happy to have found it

Those who know it,

Understand

it takes work.

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