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stringing words together in vain hope that one day you will fly high enough to encounter what I sent to the stars, many years ago. perhaps the strength you once found in the ocean will come to you in the sky - when every lost moment fits together. like the puzzle we encountered, and spent our time together trying to find the last piece. maybe you’ll discover the truth about why we never found it, why it never came to us. I can only hope that you’re still looking. and if you d like to find me, there, in the skies, then I will come to you. so that we can endeavour to discover the years we ignored, and forget the moments we were searching for - we’ll know what was missing. maybe we’ll know where we went wrong.