An icy sky looks
my soul
through the fog
the fire of
nostalgia
burns unanswered
for year and day
blazing bright
through the heart
through all the veins
even your voice
the me without
Farewell left
the touch
found only through the eyes
held remotely
your whisper
circles me inside
since then on cold skin
as if it were an event
me certainly
in my there
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