I've decided to post some poetry I unearthed from the archives. They were written quite a while ago, the most recent being two years back and the oldest, about eight years. Enjoy!
Voice
I don't know you...
I don't know the warmth of your laugh,
the scent of your clothes, the touch of your hands.
I don't know you.
But I do.
I know when you feel lost, when you are alone,
when you are distant,
and when you want
..to be close.
I see your beautiful smile...and your sad eyes.
I know why your life is boring.
I don't know you.
But I like you.
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Pablo from Argentina