we have not
talked for a long time
now
and you are here
back
and i tell you
i miss you so
you compensate
with
miss you too
i am still thinking
what to say
something about
love perhaps
but there is none
i may say it
without meaning
i think i have nothing
to say for now
i am thinking about
other things
other birds other flowers
i am thinking like
the deep blue
sea
with the devil
within
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