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Unspecable acts of emotion, mysteriously hid beneath the deepened edges of the hardened heart With great desires to be acknowledged, to be felt , to be longing for the touch of warmth Sleeved and covered enough , dying in the words never spelled beyond the need, Oh indeed! Two in silence ranging to bawl, into floods of sensation never ever reached Deficient of the courage Wounded in mysterious clutches of the timid brain and the nerval curves Wondering in the woosy land of unsaid words and unexpressed feelings How little could it be taking, and How so in plenty could it be giving But in greatly dense thoughts, In suspicious condition of the human heart, There lay a reason, An Unreachable start, of an anew feeling, blossoming disgustedly but is be fitted inside, Yearning to come out and emblaze all around #review