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Hello, my friend. It's been a while.
To be honest, I've missed your smile.
Or the way that you move in between
all the things and spaces I've seen.
How coarse is your voice?
I can't seem to hear out of the noise.
All these endless conversations have my mind
going in cirlces,
I can't seem to draw lines,
I am paralyzed by your touch.
How are you, Time, my friend?
You seem to know no ends.
How infinte are you, really?
Maybe things really do move slowly.
You've run out of breath as
I move into life.
I forget your destination,
I seem to combine
all the beauties that love has ever given me,
I've forgotten you,
and you've forgotten me.
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Mihaela Vasileva
I write based on heart. I love based on thought. I think based on truth.
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