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now you are here
alone
facing me
singing your own songs
smiling at me
as i clap my hands

you are so beautiful
your voice magical
and it is so nice
of you

to be here again
as i hear
your voice

pure, and diffused
inside
what we call our very own

welcome to originality
to you and nothing
but just you

i am listening

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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