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seeing you tonight

seems as likely as

talking to death

on heaven street,

and seeing

aurora borealis

in antarctica.

but sometimes

I like to look out

my window,

and hear the birds

harmonize as they chirp,

the trees doing a salsa

to the whistle of the breeze.

and I think about how

love doesn't know time or distance,

and that one day we'll be

in each other's arms,

watching the same birds sing

and the same trees dance.

.

[to whoever is reading this: it's best to look on the positive side of things.]

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