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Stars shine in an cosmic sky

Black a purple void up high,

Nebula gases and shooting stars

I can’t even imagine just how far,

Away from the nearest one we are

I dream of taking flight into space,

It appears such a tranquil place,

Travelling past the Moon and Mars,

To other galaxies across horizons vast

Through star field nurseries with a quantum blast,

Typical of me I am an iconaclast,

Ignoring all beliefs and boundaries

I astral travel within my sleep,

I have this midnight cosmic dream

On a loamy grass back in a picturesque scene.