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PLANET
by Maiji/Mary Huang
I'd almost believe. Only days ago,
metal wings left me behind.
Lost, like a silly child.
But I have to admit-
I can't regret it.
Alien world, or is it alien me?
Gazing out into celestial debris
For once, gravity doesn't pull me down,
just pulls me.
I could calculate the distance
from star to burning star
in AU, light-years, or pars-
No. It doesn't matter.
It doesn't matter at all.
This is where you are.
Waves transmit like waves across the endless sea.
Waves seeking waves beyond a widening dream.
And one day, one swiftly tilting day,
metal wings greater than you've ever seen
will glide over you, searching.
Space will close, and I'll fly home.
That's reality.
A windful earth. A windless sky.
The wind wanders freer on this ground than in those skies.
I was lost; leave me lost. Forget reality.
I can survive on imagining-
I found real wings.
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