and I extend an open hand
over the horizon
waiting for the sun
to fall into my palm
and hide inside my fist
in a foreign land
watching the sea
reaching for the sun
rising like a lover
for the promised kiss
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I’m longing for all the things I will never get
I’m longing for all the things I had and lost
I’m longing for innocence and simple dreams
I’m longing for ignorance and bliss