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Dec 2016
I look up into the deep blackness
A kind of dark that swallows your soul
Makes you question your existence

The thrusters shake the ground and scorch the earth
Inertia holds me back as the shuttle propels me forward
The feeling of weightlessness and peace

Engine failure
Pressure drop

Alone surrounded in the darkness
I look down at my blue home
I see the answers to my questions
A cry of regret goes unheard
Tyrel Headley
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Tyrel Headley  Canada
   Jamadhi Verse
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