I'm just you without you ...



Tangles of species in the warm dialogicity time and space of the moment makes me see you ...
Someone so close and so far only in the observation time
an image which the eye can read in my consciousness exists for you.
Time can not be good at waiting their existence live completely inside and die slowly in a race without merit and simultaneously run and stand because you are my eternity.
Living longer may no longer exist and if the weather showed its cracks of their existence in the absence leaving only the memory of their antics to be.
I'm just you without you ...

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