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golden rays of sunlight
strained by our intertwined fingers
the scuffed plastic of the lounge chairs
maybe i'll ponder the source of their ruggedness one day.
the surface of the pool aches for something to break its smoothness
yet all i can do is trace your lines,
looking for something new.
the novelty of you attracted me that day,
but what is it today that makes me continue my pursuit?
there is something within you that makes me question myself.
is there something more beyond that hill?
i continue to trudge up its incline
with no goal in sight.
i move to move, numbness encircling me.
but i feel when you enter my mind.
come back again and set me afire.

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