And the words drift out
They freeze in space before my cold lips
Empty air
I am staring into an interstellar expanse
This ice is thin
My white figure holds the thoughts in
This journey is beautiful
Only I forgot the map
Returning to this familiar place
Simply again?
Or nevermore?
Take my hand
Because together
We can hold onto
So much more -
We can shatter glass instead of ice.
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