Go. until you are sand and stars,
until I am the only whisper
you hear,
the one of your heart,
the dreamer of you.
Leave behind all
that you know
and love
and believe.
Leave your father’s gaze
and your mother’s kiss.
Leave the feeling of home
and go.
Go until you are stars and sand,
until you are a blessing.
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