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Oct 2017
All this land between us,
Seems out of place and strange, it isn't right,
No tender touch, or kisses soft,
In the darkness of another empty night.

We shouldn't be apart,
We share the same soul you and I,
But there's nothing to be done,
But count the days, the hours, the minutes, the seconds, slowly ticking by,

A sallow moon glows down on me,
As I look up to his empty face,
Wondering if you see him too,
As you lie there in your lonely distant place,

I blow a kiss at this sallow moon,
And think of all the times I've shared with you,
Hoping you might glance up,
Catch the kiss, and think of those times too
Alan JustATG
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