Switching directions on the map
Sights elevated onto a new plateau
Thousands of feet above a grounded sanctuary
I could hear untold passions whispered
Quivered breaths
Of excitement
Of anxiety
Our dimensions altered under rigid glass
An exhilarated child hopped on that glass to test its strength
But I stood tall staring at blue moonlight with courage
and the gift of life between the stars

Brilliantly written
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Much appreciated. Thank you for reading.
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