Flying high, leaving galaxies behind, I am running in the speed of light.
How far are you? How far is home?
I hope we are not running out of time.
The black vacuum grows, the ocean of nothingness.
I try to keep up with the distance, falling like a shooting star.
Anchoring here on a strange sphere I try to find my escape.
Light years away, way past a hundred nebulae, are you still there for me?
Even the farthest stars,conspires against us,they are determined to keep us apart.
But I promise to win, I will fall right in,
Like a halo of a shooting star.
Flying high, leaving galaxies behind
I am running at the speed of light.
How far are you? How far is home?
Is it still a thousand light years away?
A thousand light years away.
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Hey readers sorry for such a late update. I hope you like this new poem of mine " A Thousand Light Years Away"
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