Destiny -
It’s an empty vessel
Full of direction
Tell me your story
I wear mine on these patches made of old stamps and letters never quite returned
So here I am
With hope
It’s all I really got
No one understands .
Love is an empty bottle
But figure this
I may be an orphan
But I’m not weak
I may not have a home
But I won’t lose
Not this time .
I always loved the rain
He said .
I can’t think of this
As I look for light houses .
- Amy Everett
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