One Job...May Change My Life

One Job...May Change My Life

One spectrum filled with endless stars and galaxies

Breathtaking imagines that will literally make you have no oxygen

The irony of nature, without having to breathe in the simplicity of outer space

Waiting, abiding, heart racing, my ear entrenched waiting for the famous words
"Three, Two, ONE, Take off" five thousand sound of torque launching into space

ONE Job May change My Life, mankind to built technology out of this world

To ONE day travel space with glacises speed of light

ONE day i will travel and reveal what outer space has to offer

ONE day i my name will go down in the records

ONE day i will be #13 to walk on the moon

ONE day, ONE poem, ONE job, ONE life, ONE suit, ONE outer space.





kendrick had a dream. King had a dream.


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