All days we love each other

Our world is extreme and bleak
Cracked by pain,
removed by paralysis,
separated by noise sensitivity
We live through it
By trying to connect with each other
In a massively disconnected context
Some days we manage
Other days we miss each other
All days we love each other
That is the truth of this ME.

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