i know what you're thinking,
what you've done,
and said,
and written,
well
sort of.
because who can really know.
but I get
the gist of it.
I get the vibe,
feel
the energy
that emanates from
every fiber of your body.
I see the aura,
smell the coffee,
taste
what's in the air.
I know what you're cooking
dear girl,
but it doesn't matter
anymore.
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