331: Cleve

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Soft but pretending.

Soft yet annoying.

Touch and it will cease. Don’t belonging.

Eyes is to see, but longing.

Never touch, only seeing.

Not enough, what I’m thinking.

Probably one day, you will exist.

Probably that day, I’ve gone missing.

Or maybe never is a happy ending.

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