“Distance” by James Kemman

Please, love, do not fear the distance;
For our futures are surely entwined,
The oceans of space how they glisten.

Although I was not raised a Christian,
I still pray to some form of divine,
Please, love, do not fear the distance.

I often feel like a sailor on mission,
Striking out in unwavering line,
The oceans of space how they glisten.

This is not a war of attrition,
But still I fight hard to press forward through grime,
Please, love, do not fear the distance.

Money has not effect on my vision,
The trips will all turn out just fine,
The oceans of space how they glisten.

Separation is a temporary condition,
10,000 miles no object to time,
Please, love, do not fear the distance,
The oceans of space how they glisten.

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