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Jun 2018
My feet are burning in the golden sands
The sun is quietly corroding my skin
Dreaming of a life which I deserve
And a life that you have to be in
Without you my desires are tatters
If your not close to me I might as well go
To a place where my soul remains
Trapped and breaking very slow
I’m not asking for ****** deliverance
Or to be showered by protection and affection
Just for you to be in the same world as mine
Would be heaven and a soulful connection
They say believing is painful and long
I agree as it’s took so long to see
But finding you amongst periods of nothingness
Makes it clear you were delivered for me
Written by
Andrew James Shepherd  Burnage
(Burnage)   
107
   --- and Geanna
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