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Apr 2018
Do I miss you?
You ask

Why would I be jealous
my love

Of the light
that touchesΒ your face

Of the ground
beneath your feet

Of the traffic
outside your window

Of all the places
your fingers linger

Of the food
you taste

Of the words
you write

Of the tunes
you hum

Of the air
you breathe

And every thought
In your mind

That isn't me
Aflaha
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Aflaha  34/F
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