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Your touch
Forgotten.
(For in distance,
Touch grows cold.)
Your smile
Grows dim.
(For the miles between
Have obscured my eyes.)
Somehow,
Despite all I have sacrificed
To distance,
Your heart remains near.
(For distance can bind
Two hearts against all.)

by James Grengs

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