Do you miss me, like how I miss myself?
Yes, you.
Do you miss the clicking of my heels,
The threaded hallways?
Do you miss the humming to your tune,
The radio?
Do you miss the happiness that'd choke my throat,
The walls?
Do you miss the emotions and anxiety making you wet,
The pillows?
If you'd have Life,
I know you'd all miss me.
Miss me till your last breath.
Because people?
They are worth nothing in this world,
At the end of time lapse.
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