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This world isn't so big that I can't feel your presence
There's not enough noise in this world to not hear the rise and fall of your breath
There isn't enough musk in all the world's deer to hide the scent of your body from me
Yes, you're certainly not within the reach of my arms
Not even within the reach of my sight
And the name of your city, street, or house number isn't in any of my diaries
You're a lost address
A lost page in a poem's diary
But addresses aren't found by maps
They're found by footprints
Lost diaries are often found fluttering on a branch in a street of the past
there's no difference between living and dying in love, then I say that
there's no difference between meeting and parting in love
We live in the heart of the one from whose door we've never left
My handful of heart is the one whose address is known
How could she be missing? It will be
My love, this world is too small to lose you
May you always be within my soul
Wherever you are...
Thank you so much for reading. Have a great day 馃槉馃檹 
