DreamingIn leaving earth and flying back Upwards and towards the black The rivers waned, the trees they shrank To dribbles and receding shapes And as I flew i stopped to thank A god for my presumed escape From life and all its trialsDreaming
So further still and higher yet Lost and thrown into the jet Of space and with unfeeling cold The whirling earth I did behold This precious gem, this azure sphere And only then I came to fear I would not return
Still then the world was fading fast Into distance and at last The stars rolled back and I returned &nb
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Nolite te Bastardes Carborundorum
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