how I can miss something that isn't there, or ever was there
it's sort of like a dream, but reality because it feels as though it is real
reminding me an old tale, I think about the possibility of having something...real
almost like kissing lips that do not exist
feeling the love of an individual that has not been created
holding unto the love caressing my soul and heart, and yet can't trace back to the owner
I'm missing something, but I'm not sure as to what exactly it is
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