Drawn to the Light Press issue 5

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Distance Nothing More I like to tell myself that the ocean between us was our downfall, when, in truth – a truth more soft than hard, though no less heavy we had drowned each other long before you boarded that plane to take you to a better possibility, distance nothing more than a name to hang upon an ending born within our beginning, the hearts we broke to be together like a poison infecting our veins Edward Lee

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