Angelic wonder

Eager to fly so high,
with no position, but
an ultimate protection,
To make this dream-
a possible scheme.
Involving a factitious ecology
with a bogus technology,
live in harmony,
it's a space colony.
Crossing all the spheres,
running out of atmosphere,
to make an expansion of-
the biosphere.
Livelihood above the azure,
likelihood for sure,
good to live their coz'
that is pollution free boss.

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