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Jun 2017
Her
I sit next to you
but you only see her

I am talking to you
but you only hear her voice

I hold your hand
but you long for her touch

I realise
your heart is still occupied
and all I can do is leave…
Written by
Sonja G N Gallhofer  F
(F)   
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