The longest day (301)

I woke up.



across all my thoughts.

I am alive,


inside the skies,

outside the galaxies.

I woke up,

from the longest dream,

the darkest nights,

shadows of blue.

Writing a poem a day for 1 year. This is lucky number 301. Thanks for reading.

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