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For You Until Love Is Absent

You are the rising sun to light my day
And waxing moon at night.
And in between you are my thoughts
To turn what’s wrong to right.

In me you inspire hope
For future dance and play.
And give me peace when there is none
With all the words you say.

Though distance is amidst us
And odds in others favor.
I will believe we will see through
We will refuse to waver.

Mountains, seas, and countless mile
Do try to slow us down.
We will be together soon
And wear our golden crowns.

For when we are together, yes!
We will be king and queen.
Of the other’s self and mind
With no distance in between.