Poetry Puisi

Outer Space Alien

I used to think that someday I’ll be flying high, to the moon or so
Chasing cumulonimbus in blue, racing with helium in the sky
Across the atmosphere, the line that defines humanity

I am no superhero that saves the day
I’m not a warrior, hurries for space war
Armageddon just have to wait until the black hole is tumbling down
I’m just an outer space alien, asphyxiated and dried



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