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Apr 2014
Mind and body in one place,
dream of floating high in space,
                                                    lookin­g beyond the horizons,
golden ball, is so unique,
no duality, yet
only you can fill my deepest longing,
even from over there,
distinct warmth,

for these frozen nerves,
numb,
dumb,
to all that is within reach,

it is your individuality,
that draws significance,
because at that first glance,
know my thoughts never had a chance,
but to think on you,
so different
originality, not banality,
for your self,
there is no
one like you.

Yet the miles between all look the same.
Too many
Too far
Ottar
Written by
Ottar  where you will find me
(where you will find me)   
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