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I would really quite like, a trip into space,
It’s such an adventure, it’s such a neat place.
The Earth’s glowing texture, a feast for the eyes,
The inky black heavens juxtaposed with sunrise.
The astro-thought hit me, when I was just five,
Inspired me to learn, have determination and drive.
Before understanding, the pile o’ paperwork,
Astronauts, it seems, must be free of all quirks.
Diabetes was a significant bump in the road,
I got mad at the rules, I was going to explode.
It was unfair and cruel, that fateful diagnosis,
Even when the doctors said, “She has a great prognosis.”
“Why did this happen to me?” I would think,
Not realizing how the two worlds might interlink.
I decided hard work, was really the only way,
That my thoughts might take form…make a difference someday.
The astro-thought never left, this now 20-something’s mind,
Becoming a ‘naut, and leaving Earth behind.
I ache for the day, when “D” won’t decide,
My innate limitations on where I reside.
It is no secret, my soul longs to be free,
I can’t wait to float in zero gravity!
Flying to space will shatter the bounds,
Of this disease which [currently] holds me to the ground.