.Distant solar systems and all the minor planets
Know nothing of our satellites and 747s
Fireworks that recreate the birth of constellations
Dying suns that laugh at shotgun powder imitations
When I am a sailor, and the sky, a pitch-black ocean
I'll look down at my blee.
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