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What is this thing called
This thing that keeps my cheekes raised high
This urge and feelig I get when I walk past another human sole
This feeling so passionet and just lusting for affection
This thing This thing
Its like a drug and that affection is my antidose
What is this thing called
I believe this thing is called love

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Poetry is finer and more philosophical than history; for poetry expresses the universal, and history only the particular.
Aristotle (384 BC-322 BC) Greek philosopher.