Are They Still Familiar To You? by Speaking Sorrow

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Jul 2016

I’m used to staring at the night sky
A sailor knows his stars.
But, long before I boarded,
I was already used to it.

We both were.

Written by

Speaking Sorrow 23/North Carolina

(23/North Carolina)

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