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Draft

It’s a poem about a meteorite crashing into a planet, and very loosely based on that story about The Devil.

Unnamed for now


One lived amongst the heavenly bodies,

One lived amongst their family in a belt.

One was misguided—mistaken. They believed

That their family should remain closer together,

A unit.

One was unwise. They did not remember

That they had not the power to control.

Their family listened all at once, a unit

But not to them.

They weren’t the ________,

They weren’t Gravity.

A couple of family members wanted to listen,

They liked this one.



It was all unwise.



The _______—the lead,

________ was upset at the one’s decision,

But also, happy that the one tried.

Therefore, _______ gave the one their own area.



One was horrified as they were pushed of the Belt,

Quite indeed.

The spheroid they came across—a waterworld at the moment

One fell through the sky losing mass and the little protection they had.



There they laid sinking into the water,

Until they reached the bottom.

Pain.

One lost their consciousness,

But gained control.



I will update more on this later

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I don’t like feet; I’m just trying to be funny and that’s a word I think about a lot.

This is a blog about assorted topics I’m interested in. I will write about different things. I love worldbuilding and I like researching. :)

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