Distance

We were like two swans
Perfect match, under moonlight sky
We were so close, yet so far
I hoped we would be, best friends who shall ever be
Now I have no choice, but go
It’s time to go with the flow
We are no longer match, like there was no such
Even if all world turns
I feel no need, to pay it any heed
Still my heart beats, for the love it feeds
For the love it feeds.

This poem is about: 
Me
My community
Our world

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