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[mynewstart]

Why? How?
How am I supposed to carry it?
Why do I feel hollow?

You promised me the world
That world, you were talking about
means everything to me right now

I can‘t explain
Why it lets me feel this way
So much
Yet nothing
I’m overwhelmed

I tear the blank paper
So much to say,
Yet, nothing comes out

You’re not here,
The world collide
The moment you were there

So near, yet so far away
But, was ist the same world for you?
Or just a common thing to do?