Gravity

I’ve been here for longer
Than the stars have held patterns
And I’m the kind of strange warfare
Where nothing much happens,

So sing as we sail,
We are wrapped up in memories
And our comrades lie battered
Like it’s a bleak documentary,

I came here for something
Now nothing seems endless,
The ongoing dark
Is so bleak and I’m friendless,

Gravity.

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