I’m existing
everywhere but earth
my soul floats through the stars
feet flying further from the dirt
the universe and I
forever intertwined
a divine bind
like a tree wrapped in its vines
body, spirit, mind
naturally align
with constellations
the foundations of my design
this place, in space, is the only way to quiet the noise
from the stage tricks, fake shit, created by the matrix
so this spaceship, I’ll take it, and drift blissfully, into my cosmic void
- Author: asrealastheycome ( Offline)
- Published: October 1st, 2023 17:57
- Category: Spiritual
- Views: 3
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