Is like the absence
Of a present
Of being absent.
That’s how I feel
Which is to say
Your absence is a present
So please go away.
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Tagged as Absence, Complicated, Go Away, Homophones, Humor, Poetry, Postaday, Presence, Presents, Short, Truth
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