2 guitars
1 backpack
tomorrow i will tattoo landing patterns on my wrist during take off
sing myself to sleep in distance
sip the sunrise
the skyline
soak in everything that will not fit into my luggage
store the views like time capsules in my skin
the mountain range stitched to the inside of my pockets
my sisters smiles
imprinted on my fingertips
i carry this place
these people with me
they are my backbone
my strength
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