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A new poem just now

Maybe I'll Go, by Sheri
All the distance has to say is,
I'm beyond your wildest dreams,
there for miles, get to me
like a lost lover waiting for those my eyes.
Give the distance a shot at continuing,
discovery and making up for the lost time to get there.
I once heard my own echo screamed over the river
and backdrop hills, a simple Hello!
that here I am carrying on with your rebound.

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