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Mar 2021
A spaceship was what we created
No one else in
No one out
Time ceased to exist
Vulnerability and curiosity as the fuel
Infinite access into the abyss
Laughter as coolant
And silence as our peace
Eyes as windows
We floated
Passing by
Still, never stopped
One day
We will
As our bodies meet dirt
When we're no longer lost
Written by
Gigi Langer
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   Bogdan Dragos and Ayesha
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