I'll find you
In the distance
Of every going road
I'll know
Your heart beat time
When I hear myself
The pondering
Of your dreams
Those never were fulfilled
In every forgetful
Sentence
That came apart
Of ways
You are the days
Of going
The dream
That went along
You are the night
Of shining
The stars
So far away
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