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Pensive
Pacing
Thoughts of you echo in my mind
Like my footsteps in this empty hall
Each passing moment
Brings us closer together
Even as it pulls us further apart
Like a distant memory you seem
Fond thoughts of you make me smile
Have I really been gone so long?
It feels like eternity...
I need to hold you near again
I need you to fill the lonely
places in my dreams again
Soon, I know...
but my impatience to see you again
consumes me...
©2005 Russell C. Fryman
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