Ashley
Sometimes I think you are here
It is in little, subtle movements and noises that force me to question if you are still on earth
I cannot see you, only in pictures
But I feel your presence, I sense it feet away
You move still objects and project noise when there is none to be made
Maybe I am enclosed in wishful thinking
OR maybe
you
are
here
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