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This is Real
Is there a chance for us to meet
To say hello in the real world
Before the silence comes to split
A distant echo in the word
Though I’m no prophet, I can see
One day this world will reunite
On different terms, like you and me
Or maybe it will be one night
When in the middle of the game
I used to play, I close my eyes
To see your face, but it’s the same
The same old screen of my device
Suddenly the familiar ring
Breaks up the silence over here
I pick the call, and there you sing
And smile at me, and this is real.
Copyright ©
Gregory Colodub
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