Geometric Pilot's Sunset Flight

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24 07 2026
Golden light filters through the glass,
As rivers and ridges softly pass.
A world laid out in lines of blue,
An endless stretch of sunset hue.
Suspended between the earth and sky,
The rotor hums as he drifts by.
Eyes fixed upon the bending track,
With shadows growing at our back.
The headset whispers through the clear,
A steady voice, a quiet sphere.
He trace the contours of the land,
Guided by a steady hand.