Who are you.
 
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                                                Never have I seen your face,

                                                 and yet I know you're there.

                                                 I  sense your present,  feel the love,

                                                it surrounds me everywhere

                                                The image that I made of you

                                                is engraved so deep inside
 
                                                I do now understand so well

                                               there is no place to hide

                                               We talk so much throug space that is

                                              and  you really seems to know

                                              That whatever I do and whatever I say,

                                               you even know where I do go

                                               So now I hope to see your face

                                               before I  leave again
 
                                               For just this once I like to know

                                              Who is this man who claims

                                               that he just loves me so.