Breathe,
in this black universe
we're we travel
since so many centuries
spinning around
of the galaxies of no sound,
flying on a white line
of fallen shiny stars.
Dancing and roam,
the worlds ignoring
coming through
black distant holes,
losing all the fear
of the nothing unknown,
we're just free,
free as the light goes by me.
On this permanent
journey we are,
over the stars
we still jumping
till we fly,
with no wings
only the force
of the gravity
that take us to
another soul dimension.
All the worlds and moons,
coming so soon,
they're still
in my never ending way,
crawling my spaceship
into a white sea
full of star dust,
that drown my faith.
We left our bodies
and get divine,
and now we travel
to the endless path,
with no sorrow,
no regrets of the past,
and carry on the hope road
of infinite mass.
A.T.
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