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Apr 2015
To love at a distance can be torturous, as you always desire closeness to your beloved.

We lived in two different time zones
When the sun rise for me
The moon illuminate the night for her
When I'm wide awake
She's dreaming of a world unknown
I often urge for a touch
To clutch her in my arms
But each thought gets lost in the distance we share
Loving her is harder then loving her if she was here
Written by
devante moore  24/M
(24/M)   
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