Grasping and pulling
panic... free-falling
rope's end
coming,
going.
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Enter acceleration's equilibrium.
sailing away from our sun
voided to one
no one,
knowing.
. . .   _ _ _   . . .
Into the bleakness
feeling the weakness
where am I?
becoming,
faithless.
. . .   _ _ _   . . .
Collisions averted
life has diverted
within a vacuum
heavy,
weightless.
. . .   _ _ _   . . .
Limited improvement
I must wait for a movement
ultimate struggle
fading,
falling.
. . .   _ _ _   . . .
Up, down, forward and back
every way, into the black
frequency static
never,
stalling.
. . .   _ _ _   . . .
Lifeless bodies must come to rest
with hope for another crest
no more questions
lonely
journey.
. . .   _ _ _   . . .
Eternal night... into depravity
familiar pull of Earth's gravity
signing off
final,
memory.

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