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AURORA

AURORA

 

I’m in my stealth jet circling the planet at mach 25,

every minute means a new orbit, light into dark,

dark into light as no one can stop me, I’m ever so fast.

I ain’t human, I ain’t alien, I ain’t a ghost, I’m the Aurora,

the spirit of the northern skies on a speeding flight

to the heavens in my silver skinned craft,

as streamlined as a bullet and as graceful as a swan.

 

 

 

 

stealth jethigh speed flightthe sky

◄ Memories (by Mel)

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