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The universe is growing old.
The vacuum of space is very cold.
I look up, heart ablaze.
The universe is like an endless maze.
Planets swing around stars.
While I'm down here, behind bars.
I want to break out, going free.
Just will gravity let me be?
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Poetry
PoetryA collection of my poems I written so far in my... 'life'. These poems are all MINE. I didn't copy from anyone.
