The Faraway Lady [b][/b]

Flying on the wings of doubt
As the winter gets colder
I see an image through the taint
A beauty that moves more than a sinner
Voice so angelic, so captivating
My heart hurt for desire
Desire to behold this beauty for ever
A step closer sends her farther
Like a shadow into the darkness
I wake up to the bleat of goats
As I jolt back into reality
I carry my bag and move on with life.
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