I have some words to say
That you will never hear
Because these words will remain
In a letter I will never send.
With you everything
Always remains unclear,
Don’t know which version of you
I will get this time to tend.
And yet,as I think
Of these unseen words,
Worry perches on a high shelf.
And it stays with me
To make me wonder
Whether on my path to find you,
I am losing myself.
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Thank you! I am honored 🙂
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