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My Movement

I wander at alarming rate, hiccupping violently as I try to grasp this ending. My conscious catalytic mind frame tries to delete all memory of you, but to know avail, you are imprinted everywhere, an immovable nimbus that radiates my soul, creating a ripple of effects that occupy my hearts core. You impersonated this fable of love, depicting timeless commuted unions and restorative graces. Your butterscotch kisses and velvet hands embraced every obstacle I imposed on us. My tranquil moments with you sped by with enough velocity to bring telekinesis to my surroundings, therefore I am nomadic again, restricted of love, and with no delay I will transmigrate into irreversible depleted motion.
My movement is at a standstill.
My movement is critical.
My movement is love.
Written by Soultress
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