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Eyes on the Stars

from a journal

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Lyrics

I'm reaching up through the dark Finding constellations in my chest But my soles know the earth The weight of where I stand Keep your eyes on the light Let it pull you forward, burning bright But remember the ground beneath your bones That's where the real work grows I'm caught between the sky and soil Both calling me their own One says reach, one says root Maybe they're the same road

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