Nine miles south

Across the seas a grown man sleeps, resting his well travelled eyes. 

Nine miles south a young girl lay awake gentling stifling her cries. 

For the memories they hold, and the dreams that they dream, are all one in the same.

Forever chasing trails of clues to what the other became. 

But their thoughts will not rest, and their hearts will not cease, to love a love they lost.

In his dreams and within her thoughts, their paths forever crossed. 



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