fidget
like rain.
the
unspoken
energy
that
fills
me
as
i
slide
this
chair
back
and
forth
across
the
floor
is
spawned
from
one
thing
fed
by
one
thing
drawn
to
one
thing
that
makes
me
burst
at
the
seams
with
joy
:
the
promise
of
you
.
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