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Miles together

Different dimensions.
Different eras.
Different people.
All still the same.

Standing on the clifftops, listening to the sound of silence, as I hear your voice resonating in my mind.

And I miss you.

The world standing still as you run for forever away.

Yeah, I miss you.

I am numbed, as I feel your hand slip gently into mine.

And I wish you were here.

I know you are right next to me, although you’ll never be by my side.

Worlds Apart.

(Please be gentle, haven’t written for so long!)

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