Drifting into memory
I should be praying
But I am writing this poem
I hope G-d will forgive me
Since He gave me this gift
Drifting into fantasy
I am not here
My minds is miles away
To land that doesn’t exist
It flies to the destination
However, it never stops
And I am drift into memory
Where you used to be
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Drifting into fantasy with your poems, it’s a great escape, nice work.