Trip Into Space
Trip through the travelling Distances,
Grip of unraveling Instances,
Stove of prepared Indulgencies:
Here lies of daring Courage Chance,
That to be used here gorgeously,
Seeking of Crime remorselessly,
Dreaming of Find innocently,
Teaching to throw like a Sling,
To reproduce what was Intent
And reemerge with no Amend
Old and forgotten scaring Blend,
Whispering: "You! Just knee and bend! .."
Singing we're born, not whispering -
Here comes Ache that's like Whistling:
Make it a Blow - Waiting erase -
Breakthrough the Row and into Space! ..
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