You've never left, although I haven't seen you in so long.
I sense you near, although you're so far away.
A star at night, in dark skies, shines so bright
light giving sight from a past day.
Climbing a starry ladder of rungs the air you breath fills my lungs,
memory's echoes, sweep away shadow's dismays.
Your flame frozen, a sky of diamonds chosen
remembrance's dust of rust lays on broken sun rays.
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