Lletres: The New Harmful. Orbit Ship.

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passing time on an orbit ship sailing the stars at a decent clip. this sky i
fly. leaving a life in the frozen ground in the back of my head i hope the
universe is round. takes this space just to make me feel the ugly things in
life are real. in space. this orbit ship. this sky i fly. this orbit
ship. this sky. i fly. i had my chance but i couldn't say. got a little
confused since it's dark all day. i tried to hover but all i do is cover and
the days are relentless like the nights down there. who cares. ran out of
time and my only thought is all that i have and i just forgot. pile on the
ages while the view never changes. all my complex retractions won't get me
home. there's something in the way. i sail into it every day. pile on the
ages. days crawling up this wall. this spite it always makes me fall.
can't hit the ceiling. this space is just like home. it's hard to breathe
without a phone.