Empty heart
hoping to be full again
Longing
Dreaming of time
Proximity
You.
Past
collides with present
Time and distance
face off
Status quo
No me and you.
Just me.
And you.
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My inner poet begs to be set free. Some of these musings are old, some are new; some observed, others lived. Enjoy.
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