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The feeling grips my heart
Grabs my stomach, holds it taut
It tears my lungs apart
With each intoxicating thought
I am not experienced
I'm still not far from birth
What do i call these feelings
She has managed to unearth?
If more affection is required
For it to be called love
I'll spend another day with you
And have more than enough
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