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For words,

Two minutes,

Three years

For my fingertips to grow numb.

Could this be the moment,

When the "finally" becomes the "wish I could"?

Desperation and outstretched memories,

Now I see you only in bad dreams.

I never reset,

I only see you in bad dreams.

Let me explain...

Close enough to feel your words,

Far enough to read your flesh.