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“There you are. Standing right here. I miss you. Standing here, talking strange words. I miss you. Strange words, telling me plans. I miss you. You speak of dreams and dream of things that go a million ways. There you are. But where is you? The you, I know you are. There you are. Standing right here. Talking strange words. I miss you. Strange words, telling me plans. You speak of dreams and dream of things that go a million ways. There you are. But where is you? The you, I know you are. The other you, the different one. The one that makes two ONE.”

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Book:Strange Words - A Book of Poetry
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