I Miss You

Thousands of words stand in front of the text box
and thousands of more thoughts are edging with a moving clock
How I wish telepathy was invented by precise science
so you could see my vibrant world in visual
worldly beautiful
just like your eyes

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The fluffy powdery clouds on our planet
are musical and sensual
making us forget the burdening standards of living up with socials
and the subliminal feeling is unprintable

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Though the next time I see you
I’m stuttering, and sometimes horribly misplacing
Often, simply “I miss you”
is what it needs in filling the clusters of longing you

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