The Crashing Star

The sky fell and you arrived on a crashing star.

When I saw you, you had many faces.

They were young and bright and beautiful.

But there was one face I saw most clearly.

A face I had thought I escaped.

But no… There is no escape. No, not really…

It happened in the most mundane of places.

Love struck and you had a message to deliver.

You didn’t speak. You said nothing.

Silently comes the loudest message.

Welcome back.

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