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Like missing more than a person,
Time skips seconds and twists back on itself
To last Friday.
For more than just a feeling,
We have broken routine
And I feel like something vital
Is gone.

But with the distance we share
And time spent apart,
We find our own rhythms again.

But it is much sadder than before,
Finding equilibrium has lost the charm
Of middke ground.

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