Distance
By: Wes
My eyes, they wander cross the sea
towards whom for I long.
In clouds I see her shining eyes,
in wind I hear her song.
My arm is reaching out for her;
her arm the same for mine.
Although now we are distant,
I'll be with her in time.
The sky is getting darker now,
it is my turn to die.
Eternity; forever.
Together, her and I.
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