Strange girl, too outside the norm,
You have your own category
In cumulation, euphoric bad form.
Anticipation, like a foreign nation
Annexing my heart,
Of Doom: the rising sensation
Of Father looming over my shoulder.
Heart racing, can't you see which way I'm facing?
Northsouth, the direction I can hold her.
Northsouth, a nondirection,
A logical
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