I am blocked by distance;
Voided by the chasm of miles;
Starved by the absence of your mouth,
Speaking my name.
In the life of "Ahead", I am Captain, Still,
Manoevering the valueless ticks of Time
Which I see as small flits of Light and Life
Buoyed by my Heart.
Spent thus, it is a Cadence Clear, which,Steered so,
is the syllabus of syllables, sounding clearly;
And each note and sound are
My Eyes,
Speaking.
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