1,683.5 Miles

April 24, 2018
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Our lives are filled with boxes

Sealing in what was
With scotch tape
Holding the past
While being
Shipped towards the future

My room is filled with reminders
Not boxes, just youth
Full of a childhood
That seems infinite
To yours 

Our bodies are filled
With the same blood
Running through parallel veins
Resting in our limbs
They grasp the same boxes
Ending up in the same place

Except now,
They must ship to separate destinations
This chapter, we must write alone
This present, we must open apart

We’ve lifted heavier things than just these boxes sister

So, go on
Lift your burdens
Break free from
That grim embrace
It’s your time to
Exist beyond

I’ll stay here
In this sea of cardboard
And learn to swim
I’ll meet you at the surface soon enough.

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