...and I am far away
I miss the hugs and heat and dust,
I miss the joy, the art, the trust.
I miss the music - blasting at all times,
I miss the spirit, temple and the chimes.
I see my fam'ly everywhere I go,
I see their smiles, their hearts, and so I know
The playa is not so confined and far away
if to a cuddle puddle i can find a way.
But none the less this distance does me sad,
It hurts to think of moments I'll not have had,
What art will come and then forever burn away,
Will touch me not, won't brighten up my day.
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