We grieve
We weep
We eat
We sleep
Then in
Respite
From space
So desolate
A still
Sweet sound
From above
Floats down
Shushing
The sobs
Which solace
Robs
"I've not gone
That far
Just resting
On a star"
We weep
We eat
We sleep
Then in
Respite
From space
So desolate
A still
Sweet sound
From above
Floats down
Shushing
The sobs
Which solace
Robs
"I've not gone
That far
Just resting
On a star"
~Ellen Apple 07/17/2015
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