July 4 Star selected as border landmark
We drift in and out of sleep as the coach winds its way through the mountains, bags under our feet, rolled up clothes behind our head.
I spot the dog star, shining through the murky windows and decide the distance there and back is how much I love you.
I spot the dog star, shining through the murky windows and decide the distance there and back is how much I love you.
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