On the way
With still-pulsing memories
Through the airport terminal
To the window seat
The long vault through the clouds
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To a crushing embrace
A warm heart and full stomach,
To the weight of words carried
Low and late into the night
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On the way
Overrun
With shared limericks and fables
Swaying drunk at sunrise
Laughing back at ourselves
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Miles into our dream
Never conquered by time
Racing past here and now
Far away and forgotten
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