Progression
If heaven was a mile away, I would not pack up my things and leave.
I have a job on this planet to exceed.
I want to change the way our country handles its currency.
I see too much spent on military, media, and tyranny.
The space race and Architecture infrastructure would be my destiny.
I want to see our planet expand in the Universe.
Architecture can help all ideas of prolific progression immerse.
It is an amazing thought to believe we will one day expand onto other planets.
To share our ideas of humanity onto others with expressing talent.
We know so much, yet know so little.
Knowledge is key and shouldn't be belittled.
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