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Dedications many to this emotion. 
Praise many to this state of mind.
However, it stands over time, a mystery.
A human touch from so far
How could it be love?
Confusion is never cleared.
What is it?

We are human after all.
A wavelength connects one to another,
Distance, no matter how long, 
No matter from where;
One communication established.
Human touch grows warmer and warmer
There’s no place for routine, material gain,
Ambitions, expectations, dreams to be seen.

A vision yet, of a positive mind, there.
There beyond our day to day struggle,
Our problems, our family issues, our demands…
A flower, a smiley, a gift, an applause
They are so many which appears 
On but a small screen which make your day.

Life goes on, but like a hidden energy cell
In a private world of one’s own, far from judgement,
It supports, it consoles, it lifts you up.
Time is immeasurable; its no relation, its no commitment,
Some goes short, some goes long, weeks or years and years.
One just stops at time to wonder but its too deep rooted to let go.

Virtual relations are no sins
Its one of the new blessings of God
in a technological world.
It stands as an evidence that love has no bound
And no form and no rule!

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