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Drifting through Space
An old competition entry I am reposting
Outwards, unto nothing
To see what no man has seen
To feel what no man has felt
I have the grey round window
I gaze through my small grey window, tranced in the nothingness
All I see is a mercliess reflection
A lunatic lusting longingly into the bleak infinite
No escape from the outwards drift
Rasping, banging, panting at the window
Outwards, unto nothing
To see what no man has seen
To feel what no man has felt
I have the grey round window
I gaze through my small grey window, tranced in the nothingness
All I see is a mercliess reflection
A lunatic lusting longingly into the bleak infinite
No escape from the outwards drift
Rasping, banging, panting at the window
Published 6th Jul 2014
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