while scary to even think of
is the one who or that can always find it's start
Even scared and distinctive - to almost have
been or gotten blast off into outer space
The space in this one's heart is the only thing known to face
Maybe because its' been out in the heavens
the spaces the planets so long
That it has that kind of traction, or ability to forever hear
its song. Of course, it's not supposed to be this way. Not in
a place where we even joke that human beings won't even have their stay
I'm hear to say, that these things are here, rooted underGround
almost waiting to be or forever or again explore because the things that
exist underground and up above are all to fortunate not ever too end
The only thing I wish is that people, my people, the ones on Earth, we
could figure out a way or determine how to make life wear this kind of
superior, never Superficial Kind of bend
#ThinkPersonal
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