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Mar 2023
Abandoning ship,
Escape pod
From the grip
Of the tightening
No life aboard
Kind of trip
Through the galaxy’s
Fallacy’s
Gravity
Flip
And amidst
The dogfighting
Providing
Intel
And assisting our cause
Against laws
We rebel
Should the program
Be furthered
To ****** empires
Of my inner-functions
Made quick to expire
Loose wires
And power converter
Nerf-herders
The squadron I serve
Disconnected from servers
And we’re on a mission
Deliver the plans with
An early Death Star
In the palm
Of our bandwidth
Michael Marchese
Written by
Michael Marchese  29/M/California
(29/M/California)   
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