"WHEN ONE DOOR CLOSES, ANOTHER OPENS, BUT WE OFTEN LOOK SO LONG AND SO REGRETFULLY UPON THE CLOSED DOOR THAT WE DO NOT SEE THE ONE THAT HAS OPENED FOR US."

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Monday, November 11, 2013

Mayday!

Fly... ooh I'm flying high
Up to the highest layers of earth
I reach the exosphere level
And I get the hypoxia

I feeling down... feels broken
Temperature is too high
Voltage's high pressure's low
Stall down to the ground

My head now have vibration
I could see the red sign clearly
I try to cruise but went to land
Am I going to crash now...

Mayday... Mayday... Mayday
The gauge seems critical
Absolute zero, no gravity
I way down to atmospheric pressure.

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