We belong to words
They shape, create worlds
Orbs of light, hollowed out
Sailing past the places intended
The evasions you've spoken with bravery
Float and land on a dark star
in your world that you've shaped, created
The depth of your horizon has swallowed the place where sky meets ocean
Tracing lines you use to block out the light from distant planets
Your horizon is lit but by these dark lines
You measure years past in lines
They shape, create worlds
Orbs of light, hollowed out
Sailing past the places intended
The evasions you've spoken with bravery
Float and land on a dark star
in your world that you've shaped, created
The depth of your horizon has swallowed the place where sky meets ocean
Tracing lines you use to block out the light from distant planets
Your horizon is lit but by these dark lines
You measure years past in lines



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