Subliminal

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75023
United States
33° 3' 37.3716" N, 96° 44' 0.0348" W

She loves subliminal.

If only your conscious could grasp her heart.

I hold her, we dance beyond the horizon.

Subliminally I tell her to have little faith in me.

It’s not much but she is fair.

I and she are one, we are stable.

Be jealous of our subliminal love.

We secretly want the world to know the truth.

We won’t end this illegal love.

It is subliminal.

We are more than a conversation.

This poem is about: 
My community

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