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  • It's hard to know, sometimes,
    Where a feeling ends,
    And a thought begins,
    Which one comes first,
    Or when the two blend.

    I was eighteen,
    And happy.

    I saw him through the smudged, square eye of my disposable Kodak,
    But after that first clickzingwhir,
    There came only the silent,
    Of my own incessant dreaming.
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