This week, I'll start off with CCAs, and with the mornings from 1 to 3am to do some studying. Next week, we're back into the stormy, turbulent sky. Here's one of two poems which I composed the night before. The second one seems relatively long, so I would not be placing it up here.
Among the stars,
She lay on a stream of moonlight
Beaming with hope,
She looked down upon the world.
From the depths below,
He gazed into the wonders of the skies above
Among the moonlight,
He saw her lay elegantly on a star.
I'm getting close, I really am. I got lost once, but not this time. I know it, I really do. I took many wrong turns before, but this time, that route just has got to be the ONE. It's just a matter of time, before I reach that next stop for a gift that would stay by me for a lifetime, like most gifts do.
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