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There is a space between brea th s
where i swear i can feel your handinmine;
your voice, an echo
in my ear.
That is the moment when i
am reminded that
i love :
you.
between in
and


out
between in--hale
and






ex---hale
I wish,
I wish,
(I wish upon

astar)
-i knew the name of that
stillness.
But, perhaps I do:

Because it's you.




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