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Absence Unspoken

I was gone for a while,
Sick and weary, body ailing.
A cold, a fever, taking their toll -
Apologies, my friends, I must make.

My virtual companions,
You who I hold dear,
Even though you did not ask
Of my time away, my absence here.

Yet you color my thoughts,
Your words a vibrant hue.
Poetry binds us, I know this true -
More than the author, the words shine through.

I returned, no messages awaiting,
No one seeming to care I was gone.
Perhaps my absence went unnoticed,
My reappearance just as swiftly done.

I'm sorry I was sick,
Weakened, unable to partake.
But now I'm back, ready to create -
My voice, my words, I gladly remake.