Space
Space, who does it define,
a life like yours or mine,
Maybe a life far too divine,
is it really for me to say.
Is it where we'll be free,
for only the good to see,
Is this a big old lie
maybe as big as the bright blue sky.
Come with me far away,
and this is to stay,
there we can lay our nest,
and forget about all the rest.
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