Leaving, I consider how
the name of a destination sometimes describes a road
irrespective of the direction you move along it
and how
travelling away, towards the rest of the world
I can pull a beacon, with its quick, silent glances of radiance
further and further away into the unfamiliar.
the name of a destination sometimes describes a road
irrespective of the direction you move along it
and how
travelling away, towards the rest of the world
I can pull a beacon, with its quick, silent glances of radiance
further and further away into the unfamiliar.
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