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There is a song in my head that the radio never plays, but my heart always listens to— you.
Yearning
The chaos in yearning is never still,
It churns, it turns
Ever restless, ever needing.
Swallowing whole the universe, the black hole in my chest,
Looking for something nameless,
Never finding, never full
e.v.e.
