The bend in the universe looms large today,
and the stars pile up at this angle.
They gleam like one tonight,
like a river of light.
I long to paddle my kayak
across the horizon
letting my hand hang over the side
and scoop starshine in my fingers.
and the stars pile up at this angle.
They gleam like one tonight,
like a river of light.
I long to paddle my kayak
across the horizon
letting my hand hang over the side
and scoop starshine in my fingers.
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