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Why Am I Cursed
As I sit here
On my bed
These useless words
Fill my head
I think of you
Day and night
I do long too
Hold you tight
You're my nightmare
When I sleep
The thoughts of you
Run so deep
Why am I cursed
By you dear
And why is it
You I fear
Could it be love
That I feel
And if it is
Is it real
Do you feel it
As I do
And if you do
Is it true
poem
by
Edwin Tanguma
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