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The miracle in small moments
Right now
I lay here
in the
Small hours
Of the
night
And I draw a
Spiral upon
Her back
As she
Drifts into
The ether
Warm and safe in
This most intimate
Of human moments
It occurs to me that,
We will never again
Visit this space time.
Speeding through
The universe
On our biosphere.
She’s humming now,
Blissfully unaware of our
Coordinates and heading
So I too drift away,
To the arms of night
As captain to her dreams
And she, to mine.
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Thank you for coming here and walking through the garden of my mind. No day is as brilliant in its moment as it is gilded in memory. Embrace your experience and relish gorgeous recollection.
Into every life a little light will shine. Thank you for being my luminance in whatever capacity you may. Shine on, you brilliant souls!
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