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Muse

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.

"...I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride;

so I love you because I know no other way

than this: where I does not exist, nor you,
so close that your hand on my chest is my hand,
so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep..."

- Pablo Neruda

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