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Moon- Not Made of Cheese

The Moon (not made of cheese) Space "cadet", what a wonderful word that means a student of the stars. I gaze up into the heavens, knowing God is ever close to me, here or there, I am still, with Him. I want to learn, everything. I want to be the best. I want to be chosen to be there, when we set foot... and stay, on the bright round eye in the sky. I want to tell my children, that it is only the beginning, and we will go further still. Our path set, has only the promise, of hope, for all man. Lord of the Galaxy, King of my life, One day I long to go to heaven, yet... until I can reach that incredible place, I will settle for the stars, as they are the closest thing, to you in the sky, the great... Peace and love abound Exorcise all our fears Learn to live in harmony Learn to dry our tears Learn to love our fellow man Whatever colour or creed To be spiritual rather than religious May everyone have what they need Wave goodbye to poverty and hunger To sickness and disease May the powerful and greedy Be brought down to their knees May it be for the good of man When we make a new decision May Earth become Utopia That's my hope! -Ishnoor Kaur

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