Where do whispers come from
the darkness
they are echoes
of thoughts and feelings
in which we are afraid to speak
about aloud.
Where do tears come from
our fears.
they are truths
in which we cannot face
cannot yet acknowledge
Where do you go
when the stars come out
and a million
billion lights
are strewn across
the welcoming sky.
I go to
be with you
in the here
and the now.










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