I would gladly flow where I'm without my reservation,
traveling through the stems of lilies,
fading from the walls of the shared cups,
kissing the temple of vulnerable
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Like a torrential downpour seeking its path, the sentiments that spill from me yearn for a destination; brimming with potential, yet lacking the conduit to flow freely.
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