The Unsaid You seemed so far away Yesterday. Though, you sat right their in your chair two feet between you and I and no where. You would stare at the television and I would speak words. Unheard. Only to my brain where I am fluent in all matters unsaid. Dead you and I. And I envy those who reach one another through miles, over years, beyond death. Never crying the vastness of a care and no where. 
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