Getting Out of Hear
At any rate, now I must flee
time to leave this dreaded place
with a run, a leap, on to destiny
nevermore amongst human race.
Nor to let anyone know
not a single good bye
no hesitation, time to go
let's see if I can fly.
Run so fast, all I see
bright, glorious sky ahead
my future lay ahead of me
or will I end up dead?
Now the leap into space
distance was never a notion
falling, failing without grace
sadness, as I splash the ocean.
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