Constellation

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As she circumnavigate the oceans of peril
The mystery in the deep blue give her chills
Anxious of what lies at the end of the horizon
Sailing while clinging on the rope of von*

In the ocean's tummy lies the unkown
Like how she almost know nothing about the life she owns
No hint nor clue about the offer of tomorrow
One second she's on top, then abruptly fall below

But the flicker of light inside her heart
Is creeping like a wildfire as she controls her ark
Mermaids may fool her into the realm of wrecked ships,
She will sing with them with smile on her lips

And in the middle of her journey, she slowly looks up to the sky
The light of the ball of fire traces her face with a graceful sigh
Amused with the sight of her bravery and beauty from head to toe
And she, is you

(von is the Icelandic word of hope)

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Note: A poem made for april_avery...and also for you who is reading this. You are brave. Happy 2020!