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Space Exploration

i live life
without fingernails

grazing the Earth
with crescent moon
islands of skin

virgin, unexplored
territory,

an amplified
touch, ready for land

to disrupt the universe

inside the air and the

orbits of the dust,
to tickle my own cheek

on accident,
to crumble under the pain

of pointing too hard

like life
without a helmet





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