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Our karmas intertwine through the math of it all It feels so natural the unnaturalness How can you be the only one for me Lying through your teeth My fingers tremble through the unnaturalness of it all I met you when I was 22 You dressed me in mud and I ate it all up Your vape is a loaded gun I want it to be like Rumi, clear and beautiful My nails were white; yours, black If only the two would meet