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It speeds, breathing trails of vapour
destined into to great unknown
a dot fading in the telescope
to orbit somewhere far from home
fickle destiny with bride eloped
a wave, a kiss, a rodeo would be safer
It speeds, breathing trails of vapour
destined into to great unknown
a dot fading in the telescope
to orbit somewhere far from home
fickle destiny with bride eloped
a wave, a kiss, a rodeo would be safer
Published 19th May 2021
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