There is such thing as the karman line,
it is anything but fine.
A sliver of light that sets,
a fine line between infinite,
and something less.
I have tried to jump,
but gravity pulls me back.
I know that even if I reach,
all that it causes,
is a dark crack.
This earth is a prison,
it traps us,
makes us look small,
feel small.
I hope that some one might listen,
from beyond.
We can't get past this line,
we never can,
so we took advantage,
and won.
All cages can burst,
if only you make a new key,
to unlock this curse.
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Little Things in Life
Diversos"I hate a Roman named Status Quo!" - Fahrenheit 451, Ray Bradbury