to life eternal.

The things that grip me are eternal

and a mortal fight cannot end them.

The sacred wheels that drive my
heart

carry me through streets that shine wet in the night and smell of rain.

I wrap myself tighter into my warm sweater and sit still for the ride.

I just look up, waiting for wind to hit my face

and stars to fall into me.

J. Ann.

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