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I fill the air
with nonsense
in between
opportunities
to tell you that
i love you.
but you tell
me
you have no time
for my nonsense
so all i have left
is to fill the air
telling you
i love you
But
I spare you
the opportunity
to tell me that you have no time for that
either.
and with that
there was nothing left to say.
so i remain silent.
And
as we sit here
driving-
i sit
quietly
and accept
my situation.
Miles and miles to
go-
The
distance between
you and i
miles and miles to
go-
10'
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