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Pale Blue Dot

Freedom to choose
Freedom to lose

Alpha omega, the blood runs quick
Pride of the people in the arms of the sick

Curtains drawn

A tiny rock in an infinite space
A pretentious, silly place

Should we aspire to dance among the stars?
If the dream doesn't exceed the grasp
How can we get very far?

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