The Cosmos and Stuff

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Night turns to day, I watch it all

Spiral through the distance

Forget earth's call

What more of my existence,

Could I dance upon?

What more am I missing,

If I really let myself fall?

Spiral into galaxies,

Into outer space

It's one big joke

That you can never face

It's got stars, Mars

Glitter, galore

But it'll always be too big

For you to ever explore 

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