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At a Distance
August 31, 2003

A lone figure stands frustrated,
and I know I am the cause.
I created this space between us;
the same space I have made before.
This gap remains a mystery,
yet I will try to solve what I can.
If it could only be closed;
the distance reduced to zero.
I find myself pushing away,
and fighting against what I seem to need.
I've formed my own pain;
the insecurity still lording over.