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Eudaimonia

The way my heart beats to the rhythm of your mirth

The way my cheek flushes under the weight of your gaze

The way my brain wax poetry about memories of you

 

 

The way you make feel

 

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An emotionally invested enthusiast of pop culture. Apathetic by design. Aesthetically offensive and eloquently candid. A sentimental heathen.

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