Flooding with Feels

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Twenty-eight years
of drought,
and by god!
I’m blooming!

They call it
the well-spring
of youth–
but I’ve found
my well dry,
until now.

The facets of
your mind
found the faucet
of mine,
and I’m flooding
with feels.

*painting: Nature at Dawn by Max Ernst

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