We were grounded,
and I didn't love that,
because I liked it up there,
in space,
you know,
just where things were different than they were down here,
I liked looking up,
and maybe I never really thought about why we all like the idea of up,
not just in that sense,
but in the one place where darkness is promising,
if that makes sense,
where sky isn't a ceiling,
as long as we kept its sheets away from him,
and him,
and them,
as long as we found our footing here,
and maybe a little common ground
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