After panic

After stretching as far as you can go
in the face of the sun,
reach and be happy
for the bit of air you claim,
the sliver of color that is yours,
a perfect moment that awaits
before resting in a story meant for you alone;

you remain a bittersweet memory,
a faceless dreamer to me.

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