Imaginary "I"

I cannot see

I cannot hear

I cannot love

Talk, hug, or kiss

For the very simple reason

That I do not exist

                 

And if I'm nonexistant

Than this poem wouldn't be here

So you could not be reading it

Unless you're not here either

            

Oh, well, no need for sorrows

There is no need to cry

There's just imaginary you

And imaginary I

The End

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