thaw accusations
pure and light as a dandelion
I was lifted by your existence
moments left alone
moments created with imagination
savoured well
one that only the creator could scrutinize
not all serves to be classified
this is an expression, a verb
nomenclature could be an obsession
in sets of numbers, you became my complex
I shall sing you a song
a tune that wears the name of the anonymous
my thoughts will be transmitted
unleashed, faraway
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