Trip Into Space
Trip through the travelling Distances, 
Grip of unraveling Instances, 
Stove of prepared Indulgencies: 
Here lies of daring Courage Chance, 
That to be used here gorgeously, 
Seeking of Crime remorselessly, 
Dreaming of Find innocently, 
Teaching to throw like a Sling, 
To reproduce what was Intent
And reemerge with no Amend
Old and forgotten scaring Blend, 
Whispering: "You! Just knee and bend! .."
Singing we're born, not whispering - 
Here comes Ache that's like Whistling: 
Make it a Blow - Waiting erase -
Breakthrough the Row and into Space! ..                
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