We're flying through space.
Check the interface.
Be careful, son of a bitch -
no confidence, no grace.
Space dust on my shoes.
I don't want to lose,
I can't forget you.
These are my blues.
What awaits us ahead?
A glass of water, a piece of bread.
A gentle dreamy melody.
No reason to be sad.
Endless, emptiness.
Yesterday and tomorrow
in search of happiness
flying slowly and low.
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14.07.2025
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flying slowly and low
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