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A conscious thought.

It feels like a summer night but it’s December.

It feels weird to rythum when I don’t mean to. Cat Bat Sat Mat.

I always wanted to date a Matt. The way the name always made the man so Noble Caring.

But alas, I am Matt-less. More like man-less. When you are hopelessly in love, It is wonderful. But when you are hopeless in love, It is horrible.

In and out of love, like Day and night.


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