Space.

I want that space
where I won't be judged
where I won't be rushed.
I want that space
where I can lay back
or get fired up.
There are wonders
that can't be made nor planned,
but to be witnessed & protected
from the ones who like to possess,
who impose order over what
they don't even understand.
I want life & death
under the stars & sky.
I want that space, again.

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