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I know you feel me talking to you, through the air, the mind. Heart to heart, the slightest thought takes me back to you. How did you expect I would fly? .... One can only do so much trying before giving up. Then there is you, that little annonymous sign. I don't know whether you are building me, or killing me. But you're not letting me go that's for sure. No matter where we are, like now, so close yet...so far , our hearts will always be searching for that peace. Besides, its only the one who gives you wings that can fix them. I don't know how or why but I need you to put me back together.