The sea down below
The clouds far above
Facing the sun
Stars lighting up behind
Going on for miles upon miles
Winged by Oxytocin
Pulled down by gravity
Minds floating far
To places no one's ever been
Untouched jungles
Ethereal flower fields
A galaxy
Shining as bright
As you do
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My mini sagas
Poetry[0.5] Home Home, for me, Isn't the place I grew up in. It's my friends. Songs. Beautiful moments. Train rides, Sleepovers, The ocean And escaping the rain in a café. It's also here: My online friends, wonderful people, amazing stories. I want you t...
