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Dec 2019
Remember when you told me 
we were the same inside?
 
But that I couldn’t believe 
something too good to be true? 
 
That’s when I knew 
you could really see me.
 
You could see the path
as if you’d walked it yourself.
 
I can feel you like a pull 
to the center of the earth. 
 
That is where we
keep ourselves safe. 
 
Because the soul
knows no distance. 
 
And in my reverie, 
I meet you down there.
Written by
S H Violet  27/F/New York
(27/F/New York)   
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