about the many times
i've walked home alone
with only
the tracings of another
to guide my way back
i start thinking about
how i've grown up
inside
into an independence
i never was suited to
searching aimlessly for home
some say the moon
can calm you
shining a light
down roads
unfamiliar to your sight
but i always saw
the moon
as a willful witness
adorning
lovers
with a ghost-like glow
while chilling
the heart of the
lonely ones
right down to the very bone
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