Are you here? I wonder
do you read the words I write?
are you one of the numbers,
that crops up at night?
Are you trying to catch a glimmer of me?
are you tied up with puppet strings?
Do you read what I write,
and wish there was more to see?
Stranger do you think of me?
the heart and soul behind the ink
friend do you miss me?
if you read this, what do you think?
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