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is it wrong of me to love another
when i've only e'er dreamt of you?
have i become a traitor of the heart?
if so, i apologize. i had no intent
to waste my chance at love for you;
i was sure, None but Duat could part us.
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Critical eyes of a human
amato_masuda
Summary:
This collection is the loss of my mind's privacy. It includes recent poems I scribbled onto any paper surface and now introduce to the modern Library of Alexandria.
As a human, I criticize myself for my mind, soul, and heart. If you come across this, I beg you to do the same, it would mean a lot. Every poem is a reflection of myself and without a reading witness, there will be no proof of either ones existence.
In short, mediocre poems.
Chapter 1: "My biggest fumble"
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