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June 7, 2008 by kabilangbuhay
trace
the heaven’s breadth
and drift
drift
along your magic spell
to find
find
destiny in between satellites
of dust
dust
and gas, and lust
to meet
meet
you somewhere along
the lines
lines
of my palm while
meteors collide
collide
with stars overcrowding
in the sky
sky
burning, freezing;
you didn’t come.
