For every word you wrote,
A thousand thing waiting to reply,
But none came out right,
To express what I wanted to say,
Because I know what I wrote,
Are merely words,
It cant help you,
Nor show how you really mean,
Thus what can be done,
Is just a virtual hug,
For me to share your pain,
For you to see my longing
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