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remanth

Published: Mar 1, 2013

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I'm infected
With a need for
love, inspiration,
Creativity, passion.

I'm infected
Hoping for something
New and exciting to
Pull me out of boring.

I'm infected
And it's something
I don't want to change
Even if I could.

I got you

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Just a different take on the idea of being infected with something. Enjoy and, as always, comments are

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