I suppose you know how much,
I quietly quake in crowds,
There’s trembling as I type,
I wish I wasn’t the man I am,
I internalize it all,

But enough of me,
Though there won’t be a us,
We ruined our selves,
But let’s enjoy our night,

Nights are more spirited,
Slippery and daring,
Warm going in and down,
Nights awaken forgotten selves,

A valentine’s first,
Shopping, food, drinks, and a play,
Doub…

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