Touching the stars.
Drawing a line to any point in the universe.
Loving the mind and where it takes us.

Where has this human being taken us?
Have they planted the good seed?
Do they want that fruit to blossom?

What happens when we do not get what we want?
My dear departed ashes have covered the globe like a warm blanket.
Great thought can place us in the proper place.

Each of us becomes a star.

Hard steel links,
Warm arms linked to each other.
Two extremes.

We are here in this point and time, it has a memory.
 
 
 

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