Part of Growing Fonder

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The words are gone

No longer poetic

It’s like your proximity

Has kept me rolling

Scrolling, writting

Fighting

Forward

But the miles are pulling at my mind

This is normal

This is normal

This is normal

It’s just a wound

The first few

Days are the hardest

By far the longest

But soon we will

Get used to the distance

 

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