Today Is The New Tomorrow

Crossing the international date line,
thousands of miles above the Earth,
time bends again

We’ve collected pictures like seashells,
like river rocks,
and lucky coins
each, the promise of a dream,
an unspoken wish:

speak now
or forever hold your peace.



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