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Thoughts
I actually wrote this poem on night after coming home from karate. I live in MD, and it was November, and it gets pretty cold here, and I was only wearing a T-shirt and my uniform pants that have heating qualities which are almost non-existent. So I'm really cold and thinking of being "safe and warm", and I started thinking of what it's like to truly know someone, and how you don't even really have to like someone to know them. This poem is about knowing someone from the inside out.
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