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Sep 2015
Someone align
the stars of my chest.
Help me know how
to get from point A to point B.
Put me out of the waiting motion sickness
lost in the midnight darkness-
I can’t find the way home
without your hands as the North Star.
Caroline K
Written by
Caroline K  Montana
(Montana)   
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