Soaring through the
heavy clouds,
which bears my tears
enclosed far beyond the orb that ruled
the sky,
trailing the path I believed, my twin
would have trode,
leaving me standing alone with the sands which held the sun,
will I forever be in the bosom of the sky
searching for your remains?.
Missing Half
Precious Moses
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