Stars, Like Dreams

Stars, like dreams, are something quite different than they might seem They come out at night, pinholes in the sky They promise to lead us toward the truth Yet constantly distract us with little, white lies Because stars aren’t pinholes They are a million miles away Unreachable Unattainable Flaming balls of fire that we find …

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Living Motion

I don't think I was alive before you I might have just been living Because you give me life I may have been a zombie A walking corpse With no purpose to speak of Yet you still took me Opening my eyes Making my lungs breathe You set my feet in motion As I swim …

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