.Its not the spiritual, its not the intellectual,
Its not the merely pitiful, that makes me feel this way.
Its not the walk that I take through the park to her place,
It's the breath she takes in-between the words her mouth makes.
Oh curse my mind for not ceasing my mouth when.
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