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The type is blur

You pull away





but I want.

I want the connection








I never find.

I search and I dig









you bury deeper.

It's the same
And always will be







The Man







The Guy
in my life










who is he, and why?

And I chase, to find
I search,
only
to chase

Shadows.


I do not know what to find
I never learnt it.

You taught me everything
Taught me longing.









Distance,
separation.

She always wanted more
so will I.

The one's before us
carve the way

Permanently.

Etching my lines into the earth
like the markers of your grave.

Forever,







they spread
in

echoing

lines.

Again and Again





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