Absence
some things are worth...
more than money...
they're priceless...
freedom of...
thought that...
we can recognize...
each other and...
all the while...
there is nothing there...
only data in the mind...
i have bridged that gap...
too never again wreck on...
the sandy shores of time...
there be stars to steer by...
adventures from far-cry...
and danger to freeze word...
step on board of your own accord...
there is only chance...
no win no lose...
no need to choose...
i'll leave it there because...
it's only fair...
i may not sound like i know...
what i'm talking about...
Copyright © Sand Blown | Year Posted 2018
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