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No significance to where it came from.

Love, did not grow beneath my nails.

Charm not from the dust kicked up behind my wheels.

Angst,

neither, the heel.

Nor, from how the heart heals.

βŠ•

I had been let in by way of luck.

Faith, came down only by the shower of your smile.

And,

it is at your welcome,

I wait all the while.

 

 

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