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Day 39

Loose thoughts that corrupt my mind
With you here by my side
Every sentence a word away
To ask if you can forever stay

The windswept dunes are seen for miles
Cannot help feeling like a little child
To walk with you would be divine
Alone to spend a little time

Distant thoughts and distant memories
Challenge me to forget the scenery
But I cannot ever leave them behind
Whenever I look into your eyes