Gravity

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Mayday, mayday it's out of control

I can't catch a grip, 

Help me please, Save my Soul

My vitals are shifting, something ain't right

Engines are failing, hear my plight 

Brace for impact, it's no longer flight

I pull up, but I'm stuck in free fall

This is the Earth's call.


Is this the feeling, the feeling of all?

Is  this the fight we face, as we press on?

Is this facade part of it?

Is the Earth's call?


I could never tell, and so I ask.

Why ?

For I am perplexed.

The certainty of uncertainty, has me distressed.

As I drop ever closer into her embrace,

It pulls me to eternal oblivion.

With my dream of peace so close I could taste it

It truly is the Earth's call.

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⏰ Last updated: Jun 19, 2020 ⏰

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