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Waving At The Air

Gone on, gnat
Let me be.
Buzzin’ round my head.

You irritate me so much.
You don’t land.
You’re always around
Flying by my ear.
Nowhere else.

I swat,
I try to smash you
with my hands.
Yet here you go again
Buzzin’ around my head.

Just like her
Show up out of nowhere.
Loudmouth.
Don’t think I’ll lie
Because she’s not around.

I miss her deeply.
Little gnat
you better not tell,
Or I’ll try to smash you
Again.

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