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One More Flight
Like two planets
cascading, directionless
no relative time
but we're olden
love finds, the young in us
new stars are made
from your souls
cosmic ,smashed up dust
your life, my accolade
elliptically framed
by the energy trailed
satellite
Subliminal...
I sit and sigh
over the years now gone
I say I'm fine
but it's a lie
I think my mind has gone.
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