I see such beauty within my scope.
But objects must appear closer than they really are.
Such beautiful perfection will never be in my reach.
No, i must forever simply admire from a safe distance.
Never getting close enough to scare perfection away.
How i long... How i long for it, yearn to get nearer.
Yearn to close the millions of miles in between.
But i do not dare try.
I know it is all futile.
Thinking wishfully of a fantasy world and surreal conditions.
This cannot ever be.
And therefore, neither can my happiness.
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