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Jun 2012
Tell me, where is my place?
I know it’s not here.
Where worries, doubts and insecurities do nothing but tie me down.
My place is in these lonesome constellations, deep in the universe so dear.
It’s like they call my name,
Saying: “Please, come join us.”
And the thing is; I want to.
I’ll do anything to get to my place,
There, in those lonesome constellations.
Tara M
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Tara M
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