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I met my future;

stared in his face once upon a time.

kindred spirit of sorts

drawn to the music from his lips, moth to flame

the depth of his soul ripped  mine apart

everytime he turned to me

flowered warm fuzzy vapours in the pit of my stomach

I beheld the face of my future

gray colours flavoured to dark shades of red

His intensity awakened longings,

and his inquisitive nature mine

But my future rejected me

I met my future one moment in time

And he left me there, encased in the freezer of endless possibilities

and there I remain, no longer certain of my future

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