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Space Travel

Three…Two…One…

The whoosh of the engines muffle my world.

Gravity pulls me down; cradling me gently like a protective parent.

Outside, blazing ribbons of gold propel me into the night sky.

Blackness engulfs me as I hurtle through space.

I am alone with myself.

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Comments on: "Space Travel" (2)

  1. I like it! Of course, as is the case with my understanding of most poetry…I have no clue what it’s about! But I still like it! 🙂

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