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A breeze, a rift

you pass, i sift

my thoughts flow

i cry though..

i miss you

 

Your tall, your funny

your hands, your tummy

that face that pulls

my reality apart

that face that tells me

jokes in the dark

 

the windy hair

changing faster than fair

that dawdling laugh

it cuts me in half

 

summers spent immersed in you

not only you, still just us two

stars above, grass below

your fingers, my fingers

toe to toe

 

the most i miss

ironically this

the last i touch

the saddest by much

then a year apart

you and my heart

a year apart

without my

heart

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