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We have lost the stars
Guideless as we navigate
Uncertain waters
Without a horizon
We no longer see the sun
Drifting in a sea of grays
Motivation gone missing
We float without direction
We have lost the moon
And the tides she called
Spinning slowly, futureless
Any tomorrow unclear
The light is dying
We snuffed it out
Stifling the bright
With bushels and lies
We have lost the stars
Living without a compass
Wishing the skies
Would speak to us again – Caroline A. Slee