I look to the horizon
I see the places you’ve been
I see the traces of
the life you lived
left in the photographs
hanging on the walls.
Alone we are
traveling this life
looking for something
that has no name,
we take comfort
whenever it may be found,
and we keep our eyes open
waiting to find that something
we’ve never seen before.
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