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- # Breach
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- i sit at my laptop, my *companion* my *friend*
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- looking out over my **domain**, the world is on fire
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- the ***moons*** are crumbling, the ***stars*** are dying
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- i pack my things, the things i *like*, the things i *need*
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- with an aura of regret, i crawl into a ***comet***
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- and set my way to the ***stars***, distant, yet bright
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- sending out **signals** as i go
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- > im here, im alive
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- a desperate attempt at making *contact*
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- i travel, *alone*, *silent*, until i recieve something back
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- > we’re here, we’re alive
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- a blinding blue **vortex** appears in front of me
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- *painless* and *calm*, it engulfs my small ***comet***
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- i land on my ***planet***, shiny and new
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- and send a **message** to the ***stars***
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- > im home
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- another ***breach***, theyre only getting *easier*
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- the **future** is here
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- `:wq`
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