From Far Far Away

January 15, 2016

We stand away, miles gone,

with our love so drawn,

pain in everyday when,

its not as has been.

Resolute in our life,

I will have my wife.

All obsticals are not,

they shall all just rot.

With this all that I can say,

From far far away.

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