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  • Writer: Yaira Ebanks
    Yaira Ebanks
  • Feb 15
  • 1 min read

In a night sky, flying high

Boats below, they are stars drifting by

Their lights aglow, a mirrored sight

An ocean sky reversed at night


Are stars above so far, so bright

So different from these points of light

Guiding ships or guiding man

Both mark the way

Keep us from going astray


Modify my perspective

Downside is upside

You change the rules

And I abide

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