It's time.
Oh it would have been so easy.
You could have stayed still.
But no.
You, oh noble beast. You live for a thrill.
And so it begins. Slowly. The count.
You inhale. Ten.
This is it. What everything has led to.
The thing that has filled your dreams so often.
Nine. You shudder. Every last muscle.
You anticipate.
Even in this step into the unknown.
This step into fate. Eight.
You will now be propelled through time.
You will experience heaven.
This World is now to small.
It is your fence. Seven.
Six. You can feel your heart.
You can feel fully alive.
Now is the moment.
Now is the moment. Five.
Some would ask why?
What is this? Four.
You simply respond.
So I can be Three.
This moment is all.
All I ever want Two.
Before me is every wall.
I will burst through.
They doubted me.
With good reason.
It was impossible.
It still is. One.
Ladies and gentleman.
We have lift off.

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