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Screams of banshees

Ripping through space,

As we travel through the cosmos

In search of a place,

Of adventure and dreams

That are lightyears away,

Crossing multiverses

Through a vast ebony night,

Of infinite space

Cluttered with stars

We dodge as we fly,

Fire and fury roaring out of the engines

Travelling at a warp speed

That’s never ending,

Racing asteroids and comets

And beating them with ease

And feeling torn apart

By the G force pinned in our seats,

Eyes bulging, head splitting

Only the universe hears our screams,

Taking the risk of discovering our dreams,

Of a multiplex of galaxies

Never before seen,

In an existence of created illusion

We can achieve all we believe.