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May 2016
Time moves slowly,
within the realm of my universe.
The sun rises,
as the moon fades
along with the stars.

The night sky will change
as I venture to new worlds.
Constellations not familiar to me,
will fill me with awe.
That first step of the journey
grows near, as I resist my internal fears.
Willard Wells
Written by
Willard Wells  Sacramento, CA. USA
(Sacramento, CA. USA)   
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