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all that is lost in translation.

we are separated by
        a blue ocean
        a lost language
with only a phone between us.

the sickness is in your stomach
       consuming you...
and mine is in my words.

English is the "language of power"
        but it leaves me weak,
distanced and severed from you.

I must find new ways to say
I wish I were by your side.
(Have you eaten today?)

I must find new ways to express
       how much you mean to me.
Yet of all the ways to say "I love you"
my voice only mumbles:
(I'll call you again tomorrow)
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