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[middleone]

i sometimes have to repeat the words that lover says
because they're the perfect words for me, too;
i write the things that lover reads,
because the feelings flow through my pen.
i breath the air that lover breathes,
and i see the things that lover sees,
and all together, we make one.
i know some things lover knows,
although he teaches me everyday;
i crave the things lover craves,
and together, we make one.
i exist the way that lovers do,
with a part of my soul halved in two-
it's hard to say what i truly mean;
that's what lover means to me.