This Poem Is So Cringy

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Your familiar tanned face drowning my thoughts.
Your familiar clothes, whisping through my vision.
I feel you behind me, but do you feel me?
I can see you without looking, can you?
I've missed you.

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This poem is a whole new level of terrible but are the words I've wished I had the strength to say to people that are unimaginably wonderful.

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