That’s the thing about fever dreams; it’s your mind chasing freedom. I wrote these poems last year; they’re my archives of my heart on my sleeve. To the people I’ve loved and love; this one is written to you by you. Im a passionate lover; I want to be you. That is why I am so terrible; I want freedom and I want you too.
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