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Light years away.. I'm tracing State lines On an old roadmap Time and distance Shrunk down to scale Miniatures make my dreams More believable; Spirit always fluttering Like a hummingbird Underneath my ribcage Much like a bird I'd like to one day learn I'm not stuck in this rut for eternity My great migration, still waiting Compass in my dome piece Magnets to map my pathway Am I even able move away?
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Oct 2, 2021
Oct 2, 2021 at 2:36 PM UTC
Great Migration
Light years away.. I'm tracing State lines On an old roadmap Time and distance Shrunk down to scale Miniatures make my dreams More believable; Spirit always fluttering Like a hummingbird Underneath my ribcage Much like a bird I'd like to one day learn I'm not stuck in this rut for eternity My great migration, still waiting Compass in my dome piece Magnets to map my pathway Am I even able move away?
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Oct 2, 2021
Oct 2, 2021 at 2:36 PM UTC
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