Wednesday, January 13, 2016

Space

At age four, I fell in love with the galaxy.
No matter where we went it seemed like these stars were following us,
leading us to our destiny.

The sliver impacted my dreams.
Keeping my insomnia company.
Raging waters warmed with rays.
Moon rays.
Twinkles of hope dispersed throughout all.

No need to fall into darkness. 
The galaxy lives.

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