How sweet it is, indeed
To fall in love with something so distant
Something you've never known
It's too far to lay a hand on you
To imprint any trace of doubt on your cold winter skin
But close enough to assure you it still exists
In an endless array of stars, planets, terrain, and monuments
Tangible by the invisible hand of hope and fingers of faith
As if to create a holograph
Something to love without fear
A false sense of security
So vivid, yet blinding
The inspiration of this text is disclosed information.
Maybe I'll let it leak sometime. Or maybe not.
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