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Troubleshoot

we never spoke
but every time our fingertips pressed
those keys,
souls were speaking,
hearts were pulsing,
hands were shaky,
and even though we were so far apart,
it only felt like we were a blink of an eye away.
It’s true how words do warm you up,
even if you are the loneliest,
that’s why the sea never stops
whispering,
why waves love crashing,
but even then,
sometimes you can hear them muffling the sound
of your footsteps.
and that was you,
you found me,
you spoke to me,
you screamed my name,
and i listened.
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