I've never met you,
and I probably never will.
But you've come to my mind
and I want to share my thoughts of you.
When I look into the sky
when the wind blows against my face
I think of you, the random Individual that lives;
north, south, east, and west.
I can expand my mind to look for you
but as real as you are to this world
so are my thoughts, an imagination, of you.
But never the less, my lover, my friend, Random individual
You are.
And thus I care for you.
Like the rain moves around your face,
like the heat seeks shelter under your skin,
like the sky hovers above you.
It's only natural that I love you
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