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everyone is always somewhere,
so i guess you must be too;
in some somewhere,
maybe close by or far.
i close my eyes to see you,
a vague, blurred image or two.
i shut all sounds to hear you,
i hear your words in an alien voice
is that really you?
i sometimes hear the ripple
of your laughter in dreams
sometimes i find odds and ends
that belonged to you
i try to find your smell
by the window you stood by
all i get is the wind, nothing else.
a wind devoid of you.
do you remember me?
in that somewhere,
where you are,
maybe close by or far.
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