Excerpt #11

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We stare at each other across the room. No words are said, no hands are held. I just wish to be over there with you. We could be laughing, and talking about life, or we could sit there in silence. I just want to be with you. I wonder if you know that.

-J.Z. // Excerpt from a book I'll never write. #11

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