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May 2021
Where am I
when you're
not here
but lost
in empty space,
wishing the time
would just
run, run away
then stop
dead still
to catch
it's breath
as soon as
I saw
your face.
Rupert Pip
Written by
Rupert Pip  24/United Kingdom
(24/United Kingdom)   
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