Stardust
i call her 'stardust'
though she is everything but
she is not ephemeral and fleeting
she is strong and brave
she is a shelter
she is a warm meal
she is fresh, clear water
stardust is air
stardust is life
a map i will not need
she guides my way
a boat i will not need
she lets me walk on water
wings i will not need
her every
word
breath
look
lets me fly
but mostly i need stardust
because if i were to disappear forever
i would not want her to suffer through
thinking that i left
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