At a Distance From Close By.
Missing you,
in the heat of summer,
busy lives we are encountered by.
A subtle grin appears across my face,
looking up into the sky,
wondering the afternoon away.
The distance we know,
doesn't surpass the truth,
a truth that becomes stronger as time passes us by.
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