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when I begin to miss ..people I become aware that it's much much more that has turned void it's the whole interplay an existence of its own that is only alive when all parties are ..present and so sometimes I do miss someone fully aware that it would never be the same the river of life has already changed its flow and the interchange of what I am simply turns into a different sort of game I learned to appreciate the empty space that holds the absence of the ones I miss and simply reminisce when my heart asks me for it ~•~ a beautiful milieu Image Morteza Yousefi https://www.instagram.com/morteza_yousefi_/