Moonshot
We were timeless
timeless as the moon.
Full
of ourselves
full
of our opportunities
shining
like polished silver
in the dark.
We forgot about the tides
the cycles
the ebb and flow.
Forgot
we would be worn away
to a crescent.
We only remembered
the renewal
our chance
to do it all again.
https://www.whiskyblot.com/journal/moonshot-by-lynn-white
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