Tag: joy
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Feeling alive
Now I feel my heart, beatUnlike I ever did beforeMaybe I was incomplete It is something indiscreetThat I think I adoreNow I feel my heart, beat Too long in a backseatShame, I want moreMaybe I was incomplete Savory, bitter, sour, and sweetAs I exploreNow I feel my heart, beat It feels quite concreteWhatever be in…