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Rated: ASR · Poetry · Mystery · #2092483
did my eyes deceive me?

I'm pretty sure you were real
         though unbelievably hot
         if how my breath is caught
                   is any measure.

This anxiety that I feel
         interrupts my thought
         of anything of value but
                   you as treasure.

I float on an uneven keel
         fearing eventual rot
         of my mental yacht
                   and all its leisure.

Now sweating this profusely
         despite what I've been taught
         I'm pretty sure you're real
but maybe it's me who's not.
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