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Rated: E · Poetry · Relationship · #2205101
Memories, sadly aging faster than me.
On astral oceans,
Ships in a bottle;
Vessels in a sphere,
Too close to home.

Glimmering behind,
Static fades to ice;
Noises kill the glow,
Too far from home.

In the eye of storm,
Silver cords rupture;
Anchors cast aweigh
From rafts made home.

Forced force of will,
Slowly turns around;
Setting course too late
For distant home.

Radiant snowflakes,
Once on solid ground,
Now on foreign shores;
There's no way home.

There’s no one home.
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