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Our fingertips are dancing,
in popular patterns of connections.
Yet still, have never touched each other.
Our laughter can bring joy,
or can be lost in all the noise.
Although we never heard each other laugh.
Our eyes are wandering,
through medium waves of static objects,
Yet still, we've never seen each other.
Our stories are ever-expanding,
through an endless cosmos of randomness,
and yet, they may never cross each other.
Our lips are springs,
and like river our words always flow.
Yet still, might never kiss each other.
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Κων/νος Ντζ
23-06-2017 @ 10:59 | Our fingertips are dancing,
in popular patterns of connections.
Nice! ::yes.:: ::yes.:: ::yes.:: | | "μαριαννάκι!"
23-06-2017 @ 11:39 | Our fingertips are dancing,
in popular patterns of connections.
Yet still, have never touched each other.
I like the build-up! Marvelous! ::up.:: ::up.:: ::theos.:: | | Μονοχίτων
23-06-2017 @ 11:59 | Πολύ καλό και μου άρεσε που έβαλες μέσα την λέξη "cosmos"
::rol.:: | | Michelangelo
06-07-2017 @ 23:33 | :)
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