ight shines from the rise of the winter moon
through the window the glow illuminates my room
I know soon heavy thoughts will forever loom
See, times like these create clarity
I embrace the fate of solidarity
Bitch I got a hot date with singularity
driftin off to a place without a trace of gravity
I’m feelin weightless
Close to greatness
Real as fuck y’all suckas stuck bein makeshift
time is a construct, but I know I shouldn’t waste it
wave goodbye as I fly and blast off in my spaceship
soarin through the infinite so close to the stars I could taste it
- Author: asrealastheycome ( Offline)
- Published: February 5th, 2022 03:21
- Category: Spiritual
- Views: 14
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