Presence acknowledged, little words exchanged, existence remained.
A briefly known body filled with overflowing enigma is hardly even debatable when a north and south pole story is shared.
Across the globe your life ensues; on the equator is mine to dream.
Things that happened creates a life storytelling imprint; things that do not comes the wishes to be wished.
Call it self denial, call it wishful thinking. For so long as we face the reality without blurred lines toward the unreal galaxy of thoughts, life goes on as it is with no one to notice.
You don't have to know.
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