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 |    10k views, 2x BestPoetryCollection. A nothing from nowhere cast words to a world wide wind |
| How many stories and songs have been written hopeless about the one we long to be with, but never see it come to light except in story where we can change the end. And, for years I had a front row seat to you. And, for years I was your congregation that you did not witness. And though, you did not preach to this one, I did sing to you, continue to sing to you years after, hoping somehow to resolve my heart, why I was your witness, why I was not allowed to follow. Aside: Can you sing sweetly, passionate, without a good voice, find harmony in words crafted on this lighted page sent to the world inside an empty universe pleading response, true connection? What is this craving? Where is an empty container filled? Amber light peered into mine the days we sat across, divided by the Szechuan Parlor table greeted by cuisine I never dared until you inspired me try. What must you have witnessed to have lingered so far for so long. What I can only see in photographs is an image, black and white and hollow without your touch of Kodachrome. 7.17.20 don't know what the hell I'm doing here |
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