I talk with you
You talk with me
I live with you
You live with me...
But I never locate you in my vicinity
As if I never listen to you...
I frequently find you in my home of the homes
I randomly stumble on thousands of your words
I calmly realize you in the murmur of falling leaves
I aimlessly feel your pulse in the river stream
I madly establish you at the swing of wild wind
I am still searching for you...
Yet I gossip with you in every evening
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