When I was done dying, my conscience regained. And I looked up in awe at that beautiful sight. And I dreamt about climbing into the night sky, and I knew I had touched them but they mouthed back bye bye. And the earth looked at me and said “wasn’t that fun?” And I replied, I’m sorry if I hurt anyone. And without even thinking she cast me into space. but before she did that she wiped off my own face. She said “better off next time, don’t worry so much.” Without ears I couldn’t hear, I could just feel the touch. As I fell asleep softly at the edge of a cave. But I should have gone deeper, but I’m not so brave.