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i always think i was born melancholic- a lonely kite lost in flight. i was designed to disappear, to wander, to be not found. floating around until i'm one with the stars.
sometimes, i wonder and here, in the lighthouse. i cast my wishes to its light. like how a sailor's wish to be found and saved was granted by its beam, streaming through the air. burning bright.
i wish to be found, my soul to be found. as my heart was always inclined to wander, to vanish without any warning. and yet a part of me wonders what it feels like to stay until every second of it feels like home.
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