Alone in a room full, adrift in a sea vast
Looking out towards the heaven
Seeing light separate the night
Always out, always forward, always
There is so much contained in Space
Quiet, solace, silent, shifting
Thoughts escape, return, and retreat
Centering on self, who, why and where?
As the day draws to darkness
There is so much contained in Space
For a future unknowing and unknowable
A purpose clear and yet obscured
Struggling to find the pathway
Looking back, inward and aside
There is so much Space contained in
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