4 Poems from a Walk. No. 2: In Absentia

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In Absentia

The absence of something
The presence of nothing

There is Silence

Still.

There is always something
There is you
Me
Perhaps you are the b
In absentia
And I am the i
Sent apart
Never to meet.

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