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Age gap

Another time
I fell into this gap
Two sides of a cliff
Connected in language
A touch through a screen
Smiling at the ground

Never hurt myself
Not in this gap
Nor did I cut my finger on your words
I'd rather put a bandaid on my skin without bleeding than taking this risk

Another time

I fell into this gap
Caught a bird on my way down
On the ground it sings to me
Untill I fall alseep
And not into this gap again

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