The leaves are starting to fall
As the summer draws to an end.
I try to catch a few,
While, I sit alone on the faded park bench.
Fast has the time passed
Long has it been.
Yet, the distance never closes
Between you and me, it seems.
How are you?
How have you been?
Know that I am still waiting for you,
My lover, my friend.
The distance of heart is nothing change.
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