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Here,
in this quiet unkept place,
I can whisper to the stars
I can fall into your arms,
without a word
Miles are nothing

It is here that I
remember our love
where it began,
where it ended,
and where it began again

and sometimes I cannot
sleep without your face getting
in the way of my dreams

I want your desolate
I want your sweet salty kiss
I want you next to me

there is no moon in this long empty night