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In Nearby Neighbouring Nebulae
Pulsar pulsarSuper speedy spinning false starPulsar pulsar In neighbouring nebulae never too farAt least relatively speaking in cosmic termsA condensed neutron core of a collapsed starGo on and shoot your rays my ways I want the rain to wash away the pain Even if in an hour I’ll just feel the same againFeeling so low…
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Black Wings; Grey Rings; Orange Cloud of Smoke
My wings have never been so tattered and weathered. Ashen and dulled, barely even feathered. My flight has been nulled, to the ground I’m tethered. Gravity, to me, has never felt so strong and relentless. Oh it’s so pulling, dorcing me upon the floor beneath. Resisting it’s might feels like trying to pull teeth…
McDream's Poetry 