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RE: Your Favorite Stars Are Just Phantom Limbs [Day 23]

in #poetry7 years ago

I liked the image of ''transient tethers holding me to this life.''
If we think about it, we all have those ''tethers'', but they're unique for everyone... thin ones, old ones, that are about to break, or thick ones, you can be sure they'd never break, if only a really sharp knife cuts them off painfully.