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The waters will still flow,
Snow will still melt,
The wind will still blow,
We are all harnessed to a life belt.
The sun will still shine,
The moon will still rise,
Must be fate’s design
The rain and the snow
The buzzing of the bees
All are important
To my lifelong story.
Glancing up above
And peering down below
All around I see
Wonderment inspiring.
Time won’t stop running.
My bed remains unmade,
the freckles around my eyes still move when I talk.
My heart still aches during love songs,
And my eyes slide shut with the sound of rain.
With each passing second I am never the same person I was moments before.
It’s funny,
No matter where I go,
no matter what sky I’m under,
Orion always manages to find me.
See, there,
the three stars aligned together.
