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Jun 2023
He speaks to me in silence
Answers my anxiety in a smile.
Poses questions for understanding,
Finds answers and faith for us, in the signs, In the sky, as we lay side by side, separated by miles, he ignores the divide,
He sings to our souls, guides them at night, I watch them collide, I can’t help but surmise,
Sometimes it’s awful to be loved from a distance
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