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You might be thinking now

Why I am not there

Just look around honey

I am in the air...

You might be sleeping now

I do not dare

You might be dreaming though

My night is blear...

If you are awake sweetie

Just take a look

Inside your heart darling

I am a book...

Open its pages

Are white and thin

You are everything

I have been penciling in.

ⒸLeonard Seiti Wednesday Morning 3Am