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I don't know how to write what I need to.

I need to stop the clock.
Breathe in, and hold it.
Let it travel to every part of me.
Let it wash my flickering thoughts away,
so that my feelings can emerge and be.

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"Am I too much for you
Am I not enough for you
Am I too in love for you
I may cry and I may fall tonight
but don't forget to breathe
we are not ready to die
I'm trying to
get close to you
You are the fever
that I seek
The one who lose control
is gonna bleed.
I have got the stories to tell
Feelings to hide
Eyes to cry
Breaths to sigh"

I understand now.

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I entered the train with two Canadian writers
in my hands, but Rupi never made it to my soul.
You did.

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HVOB,
Capture Casa