refuge

i get open
like a bud of a flower

i smile playfully
like is its petals

i have no fixed rules
like a robot

sum my flaws,
i'm not a mannequin

i love… (you…),
a love bred in a dream

no matter if it's
a.m./p.m. hour, i'm in…

look in my soul,
there's my refuge


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