A Stranger
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A Stranger
There is a love I reminisce,
Like a seed,
I've never sown.
Of Lips that I am yet to kiss,
And eyes not met
My own.
Hands that wrap around my wrists,
And arms
That feel like home.
I wonder how it is I miss
These things,
I've never known.
-Lang Leau
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