You forget

But everyone you know

Has a gravity too. You meet them

On a trajectory shaped by every

Action you and they have ever taken.

Sometimes, too fast, too far, you

Skirt past them back into space. Sometimes you angle too

Inward and collide against them.

But sometimes,

When the angle is just right, you

Enter into a beautiful orbit,

An orbit maintained not by

Burning forward, but by burning

Upward.

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