Countless poems,
Countless words,
Haunt me.
Are they calling me?
No,
They're mere illusions.
I shut my doors,
Cry a bit,
Come out in open,
Smile to the world,
Spread my love to all
That I had for you,
Without ever,
Looking at you,
Though always,
Thinking of you..
I wish,
I were not,
Anywhere..
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