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Reborn
A week of your presence
Has not passed,
But still I find you
In each and every thought.
Just when I think
You’ve gone and
Left my mind
You’re what I turn
To next.
A nasty thought
Has yet to cross
My mind since
You take up
All the space.
My only question
Now is when this
Happiness will
Fade away.