you can't run

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I've been anointed
with the sky's lotions when
I was born
love was waiting
for me, pure and frenetic,
passionate and bright
with a texture,
delicate and graceful, I've got
a prophetic name
my duties were
to keep my family happy,
brimming with pride
lessons transmitted by
my loved ones to me,
implemented top augur
the faith expressed
is to live together peacefully,
side by side
equally, yet different,
you can't run from love,
but towards it
now, my mood
whistles bizarrely, a song's riffs
across the room
always in love,
migrating on your thought's eyelid,
I'm your rhyme

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