Why is it I think of you but you can't think of me?

How is it I can use my multiple senses but you can't use yours?

How is it our souls speak to each other but we cannot hear what they say?

OH Get Away.

When can we meet?

What will I say?

Will our eyes spark?

or will we just waste the day?

Oh Space.

Oh Getaway Space. I see you.

For you will stay in the blank space of my mind,

That is where you will be. 

This poem is about: 
My community
Our world


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