Dudes,this is the poem I'm reciting tomorrow for class.
I couldn't tell fact from fiction
Or if my dream was true,
The only sure prediction in this whole world was you.
I touched your features inchly,
Heard love and dared the cost.
The scented spiel reeled me unreal and found my senses lost.
"Senses Of Insecurity",by (I can't remember)
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