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Move Closer

Tight squeeze like sardines
We sit side by side ever closer to each other
I’m not minding the closeness of your presence
Not minding our proximity
Wondering though if this was the closest we’ve been thus far

I like how close we are though it may be nothing to you
I pray there may be another chance, another time like this

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A story teller, a writer, and sometimes, a poet.

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