as heart rolls on to distant place,

life floats strangely by,

moving with gently, slow, soft tilt,

a sea of you and i,

stretch out to reach for hearts strong beat,

growing fainter still,

knowing strangely, imperfectly so,

that no space dulls loves pure will.



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