This spinning orb glues us down
Planted on this habitat we call home
In moonlight, tides rock back and forth
Overcrowded, yet hunter/gatherers we roam
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Invisible forces, magnetic pulses
Trusting what cannot be seen
Billions of stars alone in space
More perfect than any machine
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The human heart is the only true power
Thermo, nuclear, chemical reactions
Natural laws weaponized for greed
Destiny teetering on mortal redactions
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Each day, borrowing against the future
Reducing infinite into finite
Maybe just a speed bump to extinction
In the heavens, a dimming light
Ticket 2 Ride 
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