Prompt 5: Imagery

I have a poem for it I take in a breath, smell and taste the salt in water; my tears mixed in, another saline solution. This view is everything to me right here, right now. I feel not so tattered here than in suburbia, as wild as that sounds.

This is everything to me, the stars are wondering like I am. Where I am supposed to go. I thank them for letting me join them, they thank me because I have always been a part of them…stardust.

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