You are my past
And my future…
My religion
On the mirror
My reflection
Portrays your beams.
Togetherness
Looks beautiful
On you and I
Like the sunrise
With you, I feel
So damn alive
But without you
I am like a
Withered flower
And my shadow
Runs fast away
From my body…
There are two worlds
And we reside
In none of them
Yet we exist
Stalk in between
Dwelling as ghost.
Vinzpoetry 
Lovely.
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That feeling, still implies to people who the benevolence of internet draw them closer to from both ends of the world, to a space of social media, yet they are but ghost on the space and may love each other though only on the internet.
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