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Aug 2020
I have become a single row of dots in your galaxy
eddying in whirlpools of violet blue infinity,
My desire lava-hot and blasted by the soundless wind
I form then part ceaselessly against the background
of one nebula after another,
Traveling for aeons
only to finally emerge,
A yearning comet
Shining and shimmering against your night sky...
Traci Sims
Written by
Traci Sims  F/Seattle
(F/Seattle)   
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