Find myself on the quest of a lifetime
To find a place where the footprints
Cease to exist
Blazing trails to quench my undeniable,
undying need to resist
Spinning sideways standing still this stratosphere,
ionosphere, atmosphere, sometimes so clear
sometimes so near
Everything and nothing all at once; this sphere dangles on its axis, a slow tilt
A gangster lean built for the long haul
Stand on the tallest stilts, you'll never reach an end...the stars...galaxies...cosmos...
Infinite...
This must be it, the place we sit
Ride the wave, take a hit
Longing to leave a legacy. See my soul
Our names shall be remembered somehow, some way. Can't quit.
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