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It’s in every little distance in between
Every morning, whispered in the ear
And every sight seen
Every woman’s cry
Every soldier’s sigh
yet it’s nothing
Not a god-damn thing
Call me blind, but I didn’t see it coming
For the first time in a long time
Finding myself learning to surrender
It’s music played through warm breath
It’s in fingertips with a tingly touch, cupped over each other
It’s in blue eyes that are not mine
It’s in a hug that forever is saying Good-bye
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