I’m stacked in your vicinity
forever, till infinity:
Your solar wind fills full my sales,
I hope to reach the outer space,
but your attraction is kicking in
and drags me utter back within.
You’re playing me just being there.
I can’t escape you anywhere.
My only hope is that some day
I’ll learn to surf my way away
and calculate my orbit so
that you can’t reach me any more.
Or may be should I stay a while
and run along some billions miles
until you’ll finely implode
and stop to shine and cut me short.
But then in stead of breaking free
I’d loose my purpose to be with thee.
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Stacked
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