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Sep 2013
far
there is distance
between us.

one thousand
eight hundred
and forty miles.

distance is terrible
but
distance is inevitable.

you could be standing
5 feet
in front of me,
there would still be distance

your face could be
two inches
away from mine,
there would still be distance.

your body could be
pressed
against mine,
there would still be distance.

Distance keeping us
from being one.

Lack of security.
Lack of trust.

Lack of knowing
exactly what you
think of me.
Oliver
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