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Aug 2015
It's
nights like this,
when I am all alone,
remembering our us,
realizing you are gone,
the distance between us
making me more lonely,
things adding up --
counting up the miles
that divide us
enduring the time,
patiently awaiting
the connection with your touch.
alone we are lost,
together we are us.
Styles
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Styles  NYC
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