Every day
Like a poem
No epigram
Without him
His old photos
Are Only halograms
And Reflections
Thought forms
about him
The one who never
Doesn't catch the point
I look at them
Every time
When I can't
Fall asleep without it
Knowing what it is
Not forever
What's the key that
He opens doors
To the hearts
Somewhere close
It's found a place
In a securely locked lock
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Innate persistence. Without him
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