you and me and some ever-present static here and there an occasional flipping of a page and one of us coughing to break this silence, the hands of my clock wouldn't stop ticking even with less words spoken, your presence conquers the distance as an assembly of waves and signals giving long duration of calls, a meaning. ©amrita
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