but the heart feels really low without you.
Miles are not too apart yet the thing stands in between for completeness,
The heart has lost its boundary for tolerance, some times acts as a lunatic,
At other times act as a ship carrying your thoughts moving in the direction of the wind.
"Let thee come as a Crusader and take me to thee heart in the real world.
Let the almighty be with thee for the accomplishment."
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