NaPoWriMo Day 6: Poetry International

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Inspired By:

May these words line your pocket,

May they warm you, teeth to rocket

I cannot fathom what little wonder,

We rise, though the tides attempt to take us under,

I will keep a box of memories of you,

First I will live, one, or a few,

If the stars are out sparkling, cobalt from gray,

Were you ever really lost or were you just finding your way?

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