Posted in Esoteric knowledge, poetry, truth

Crash Stranded

If I could just find the remnants of my vessel, I could verify that we veered way off course and that I’m not supposed to be here. 

I can see home in my dreams, I can even visit. This captivity cannot be permanent. 

The star map, I must find it.
Image : datasync.com

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