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Time Loop, 50th Element

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By Harydo NeonPublished 6 years ago 2 min read
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The journey to the moon was truly a breakthrough

But I was about to perform the greatest feat

Built a rocket, engines checked and thus I flew

Out of Earth, because I just didn't feel like I fit in

Mars was cool, Jupiter was awesome, Saturn was magnificent

Yeah, thus I must land here, said my conscience

I once believed that I was alone on this planet

But I guess I was wrong to understand the perimeters and precinct

I meet a new race, the Snailati

Like Earth didn't bother me enough, I was captured for questioning

But I was gonna bet that it was better than earth

Well, I guess I am bad at decision making

But it answered my long question, Aliens are mostly racists

While I was experiencing difficulties explaining my innocence

I found out they had been invaded by earthlings before

Who were close to destroying their planet

Their first guess could point that maybe I am a spy

While in their raggedy old prison, I noticed a certain female

She made sure I felt at home

She would even sneak me out of this painful prison, so alone

She is so extraordinary with her IQ so high

She is so off the chart because to her I wasn't an alien of earth

She reveals her powers after sometime of hanging out with me

She could go through different dimensions, inter-travelling

I really wanted to go to Earth, I missed Earth, no one in particular

She opened a portal and I was back home

She gave me a special ring, with it I got the power of the flash

I could run through dimension, I could visit anytime.

I always go everyday just to leave the binding power of Earthlings

We became a team, next thing we are fighting intergalactical aliens

Protecting both Earth and Saturn, my new home

I became Speedom and she became TimeLoop

We escape dimensions upon dimension, time upon loops

We find places of quantum solace and solitude

We may act like kids, but she made me appreciate my 50th element

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Harydo Neon

I drain my thoughts through my pen. That's the only way I breathe.

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