KATIEMIKE82

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SPACE

A shuttle burnt up yesterday,
and seven men became millions
of particles in space. You live,
but you are never coming home.

I am struggling under the weight
you will not give me. It's burying me
all the same, the lack of you.

Those seven men risked everything
for experience. I wish you were dead,
mangled in a train. I wish
you were coming back to me.