My thoughts of you are constant, in my waking life your presence is
clear as shallow sands below the crystal shore. I can still feel
your warmth, it covers me like the rays of a thousand suns. And
between the distance of our hearts, grows a garden of eternal love.
But in my dreams, you are not. Your soul has wandered far and out
of touch. In my sleep, I fear that you will forever be lost. When I
close my eyes, a shadow swallows up my mind, and your memory is
faint and fades with time. And every morning when I wake I think of
you and pray, that just for one more day, in my mind you will stay.
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