You went to China to find yourself. And now? Geography separates us in body, in mind. Map spread across my bed sheets: unfolded. Blue, green, alone –- all these roads point to you.
And you are a mountain. And I am proud. But you are a mountain with uneven peaks –- too far away for me to love.
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Great line of writing: you are a mountain with uneven peaks –- too far away for me to love. I enjoyed this work. thanks for the invite..... J. L.