No thanks to the Vietnamese coffee I had at 7pm or the Sudafed I had before dinner last night.
Poetic structures
Limit open expression
To five, seven, five.
Writing by moonlight
Brings forth reflection and truth
Before my dream state.
Being without you
Is the curse that is the cure.
Life begins anew.
I'm a sparkling gem
Waiting to be discovered.
What does that make you?
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Answer: If I am a gem, you are a hologram.
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