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Don't ask me 

Who I am.

For, I just don't know.

I lingered near, 

the honey suckle.

Breathing in the musk, 

of its summer, 

scent.

While wishing, 

for kisses, 

and a hand, to hold.

Forever lost, 

and doomed, 

to roam

I am a nothingness .....

Giajl © Jim Love