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Feb 2019
Stars twinkling bright
Through the still cold,
Their auras hushed
By such infinite darkness.
Even if we are but earthlings,
Our bones rattle with longing
As they search on for something;
Like what some would call-

Home.

Perhaps this arrival will serve to be
What we've yet deciphered:

Eternity and infinity coalescing
Into what Chick calls our-

Return to

forever.
The Invisible Lantern
Written by
The Invisible Lantern  25/Non-binary/Seattle
(25/Non-binary/Seattle)   
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   Henry Akeru
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