It IS Rocket Science
Location
Aero.
Soaring.
I am unchained from the seemingly
infinite
claws of the binding Physics.
Astro.
Exploring.
Crushing the shoulders of giants as I
propel,
to have my footsteps engraved for eternity,
where no soul has previously been.
Defense.
Restoring.
Bringing peace and order to society,
Liberty.
The quiet guardian fulfilling my duties.
The most sweet and fitting role imaginable.
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