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Taken
First, you must let your heart be broken open in a way you have never felt before, cannot imagine.
You will not know if what you are feeling is anguish or joy, something predestined or merely old wounds flowing once more, reminders of all that is unfinished in your life.
Something will flood into your chest like air sweetened by desert honeysuckle, love that is too strong.
You will stand there, very still, not seeing what this is. Later, you will not remember any of this until the next time when you will say, yes, yes, I have known this before, it has come again, just as your eyes fold under once more.
2006
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