#442-Star
16/10/2018
Submerged,
Drifting,
Without direction.
Can’t breathe.
Surrounded,
Feeling overwhelmed.
But I believe…
I see you,
Staring down at me.
On clear nights,
I look up,
To see you shine,
In the dark sky.
And when dawn arrives,
You fade away.
But I know,
You’ll come back.
A sparkling miracle.
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