Thursday, September 3, 2020

That Little Space

 There is a little space

Between you and me

That it is hard to reach

Is this this little distance

The things we say or do

The way we think or act

A gap that is hard to close

A bridge too hard to built

There is this little something

That keep us apart, for good.

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