Europa's Space Of Poetry

True Feelings*

I fell in love; the past was infatuation 
I felt love; no longer my imagination 
love is in my heart; I have no reason to be ill 
my spirit is high; and my peace is very still 
I was shown authenticity; now I see the difference 
being a given and a taken; love has no preference 

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