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hugging to home

Upon a ship left
black sail high
burns the time
that's left behind
these the leaves
to infinite days
roll now comforted
in brand new ways
what's new is old
like coming home
where rest is like
living, infinite
and giving, held
in cradle, once again
borne to tomorrow
now energy kin
loved upon a mile
kissed within a see
traveler upon
perfectness
infinite free
Written by souladareatease
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