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The stone wall upon which he sits is crumbling, rough and moss covered, but it is home. 
He stares up at the migrating geese, their honks loud and clear in the crisp air. 

When the world is dark, and the stars are out 

My mind comes alive. 

I drown alone in my thoughts with a smile on my face, 

And let myself get lost, 

Because I know I’ll be found. 

I wonder what heaven looks like. I wonder this as an atheist. Is it space, sailing among stars? Is it merely a concept, eternally to be determined, determined by fate?

Someday time will stop

Abruptly at that,

And he’ll come for me

The boy with stars on his face 

He lives in my mind, and I find him alive in my dreams

June 8th 11:30 am- 6 days 

I have 6 days. Nothing more, nothing less, and that should scare me, make me anxious, something, but it doesn’t. I have a plan. 

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The melody begins, softly and small,

Rhythmic and sweetly it asks for a dance. 

Gracefully she moves like leaves in the fall,

Her passion is fueled by wild romance.

The audience smiles for they do not know,