Distance

    high above the world
    I sit only
    what's stray can find me

    distanced

    but not from all noise
    I wish

    how far must I go maybe
    only the stars are an escape

    from all

    I feel the earth moving taking
    me with it the
    April sky cloudy
    is falling
    behind

    connection

    I sit,
    high above the world
    and listen
    to what's past all noise
    only what's stray can follow me

    Here


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