layin' out under the big black sky
the stars go on shooting by.
new conversation with new faces
at my side.
coming to know all the change in sight.
while smiling reminders lay behind.
and i feel the gratitude swell inside
of everything that lives and dies,
that loves and cries,
in the treasure box
of my mind.
(inspired by emily miller's battlescars.)
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