i'm sorry, sweetness
i've just read myself years ago
and find myself now
no closer to you than farther from him
but suppose
it would be so
for he is you
and you
are the best of me
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mirijiki
"songs spread out by silence and rolled up by noise, echoed in dreams and concealed by wakefulness ... who can link the crashing thunder with the baby's sigh?" ~ gibran
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