i must give in to you...
it has surpassed being only a wish...
an ideal...
a thought...or process of cognition...
it's become as natural as breathing...
it's the air surrounding me...
it's the sun's vibrant rays...
the specks of dust captured...golden at first...
then brown...and dusky gray...
i must give in to you simply because i must...
because i cannot separate you from me...
i cannot find the "start" and "finish"...
but ultimately...i must give in to you
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