3,2,1
Blast Off
Ascending from the world
At rapid pace
Leaving behind all that is
The constraints fall
Approaching a place
That stagnant gravity
Has no authority
No longer held bound
By the norms of life
The box that is humanity
Being discouraged to stand alone
To mindlessly follow others
Into oblivion
Continuing the ascent
The world appears small
Perceived problems minute
All is peaceful
Comfortably quiet
The only way to live
In this world
Is to live outside of it
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