From miles away, a thousand miles apart the habitat, surroundings differ;
Yet we find common in our spaces, in the air; it's in the air we breathe that we bind, that we discover our sustenance and the miles become meaningless, patience timeless;
The pain of yearning, of longing to be with you numbing my soul, my body; again it is this pain that keeps me strong, keeps me going;
Hope arises knowing that I am Loved by you and the distance become meaningless, my love timeless;
Every night I look at the stars and the moon and I see you, I reach out to the sky;
I feel you, the warmth of your embrace, your soft touch, and I know your with me;
And the distance between me and the sky become meaningful;
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