I want you to know
when I stand in the street
with my arms apart
I am reaching for morning
A clear day between my last breath
and the night we lost everything
I am holding out, not limbs but hope
that this boulder becomes light
That I find
Sea safe enough to glide
When i stand in the street
with my arms apart
I am reaching for a person that feels like home
Ready for the weightless journey of a thousand kisses
from clouds too heavy for our grief
Seeking new land where each milestone isn’t marked by a grave
with our last names,
Listening for the fading echo of war cries
Just to let me know that we finally won
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