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Luna is her name.

17 May

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The sun sets behind her, Luna is her name, she commands life.

She sings with movement, sees with laughter, the sun rises in front of her.

Terra never knew her touch but feels her presents, the sky is her home, the clouds move, she is not done.

Mystery settles around her, minds expand, her skins tells her story.

Light is her product, truth owns hers, her glow case spells, love is under her.

She is the me in us and the goodness in them, lovely she is, the night is her stage and we watch.

She is wild but with low voice, she calls and Earth moves, Luna is her name.

She was there before us and promises to be there after, I saw her with new eyes and old men see she her still. She is a lady.

With falling stars as her company, she watches us, her light drives some mad, passion to others.

I’ve loved her and she never knew, my path I can see with her over me, she escorts me.

I’ll never touch her, but I can see her and Luna is her name.

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I should take flight

17 May

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I can’t see my face through the noise, the sound is deafening, a lifetime of audio obstacles has rendered my sight useless.

My manifestations are contorted into otherworldly beings that I don’t know, the stimulus has taken hold and this vice will not be broken by mere thought.

I want to know me one day and experience the world as a human, heart unbroken and dried up tears.

This life is beautiful to those who have not soured by this life that is ugly. I want to go outside.

Where my wings unfurl and lungs expand, I should take flight.

Let these eyes be fixed, all fuss quiet, no more confinement in cells with scratchy glass.

I want to move out and carry on, the day be long and the evening new.