Ready to begin
Seeking the signs of past life
On the surface of
Another planet
Completely tired of this one
The present life is
So overrated
Taking place in just one place
Most of all the time
Waiting for relief
Or at least normality
Forming the shape of
Not thinking about
Other planets while this one
Fucks itself apart
In so many ways
It is not worth it to count
Numbers keep rising
It does not matter
Whether we pay attention
Or if we do not
There will always be
Another planet to land
Neighbors to ignore
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