Somewhere among the clouds,
confident in our strength,
we move.
Pale green next
to a broken mix
of golden brown and copper.
We breathe away
the life supply
and the magnetic field.
Our eyes,
blinded long ago,
still watch beyond oceans
and through the skin.
Hitchhiking
through the atmosphere,
we begin
our road trip around the planet.
Simple moments
drown in the sickly sweet syrup
of trembling sugar dreams
and candy floss romance.
Helpless breaths
escaping to space;
will they hear our whispers
on the ISS?
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