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"Future Love State"
Just to hear your words
To feel your breath speak a tired phrase
And gaze away till dusk comes late
In my randomness
I think
That when I thought about you
It made me smile
But not like a smile that you get
From seeing something familiar
But from something far less
Like a flower growing through the cracks
Out of a concrete cross
Or several leaves where there are no trees
Scattered in the wind by who knows what or when or why
A future love state
Is what I am dreaming of
