This is a VERY short poem I wrote a longlonglonglonglonglong time ago. Just as an example for the comments I made in the last entry:
They say absence makes the heart grow fonder.
But what of this distance way past yonder.
At night, alone, I sit and ponder.
Is your love real?
Are your words real?
Is it all in slander?
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