She. A concept.
She stands over yonder. So far away.
I. A mystery.
I sit waiting by sparrows. So close.
We. Our reality.
We stand and sit in different places.
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She. A concept.
She stands over yonder. So far away.
I. A mystery.
I sit waiting by sparrows. So close.
We. Our reality.
We stand and sit in different places.