Ad Astra Per Aspera 

Emotional distance to the white, the black, the red, the yellow 

Hardened living makes him an accepting, loving, quite jaded fellow

Pouring forth live in droves 

Walls erected and on he moves

Try and try to not be a hole of ass

Why?!? Naught but dismembered heartache comes to pass

Judgement and accusation pouring forth in unfettered glance

Driving his consciousness mad, waiting for awareness he may miss the chance

To experience love in all its truth

 Tucked away with the robbing of youth

Old soul cometh with no outside understanding 

Shooting star, though unknowingly sought, has no chance of landing 

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