Slipping through the gap of your hand
I set on a journey to a foreign land
Your voice leads me through a waveband
One day, I know I’ll be a part of you again

Tell me,
how can I be as brave as you to withstand
the petrifying thunders and hollow strands

And the glistering on my skin for what purpose?

Sometimes I’ll look up at you
When it’s quiet at dusky hue
No matter how much I’ve grown
Just a few inches comparing to you

it’s all a playful cosmos corpus
for the sake of stamping craters
but only you can remember
the day I was departed from the flares of your amber

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