exploring new paths with out a map; I’m experiencing a moment of relapse.
telling myself that this is normal; knowing damn well my behavior hasn’t been that formal.
my glands has released too much oxytocin; wanting nothing more than for time to go frozen.
what more can a person want, other than to be chosen?
my turn is coming really soon, so I will continue to humbly be patient until my life reflects a boon.
~ Europa
Europa's Space Of Poetry 
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